The “No Shit September” challenge!
Parttakers:
- must refrain from shitting for a whole month (at least),
- can take a single cheat day, when they can take a single shit,
- must be extremely smug about taking the pledge,
- must tell everyone they’re taking part of it.
People who fail the challenge must change their profile pictures on all social media to the shitter wojak. Those who succeed can move onto the “No Oxigen October” and "No Nut (as in food) November challenges. The challenge is done in order to raise awareness of colon cancer.
To know more about how shitting is actually unnatural, bad for your health, was made up by plumbers to both control you and sell you toilets, all while shit retention is opening your shit chakra thus leading to you acquiring psychic capabilities please watch a Chinese doctor’s YouTube video on the subject: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X-cfWM0BC_4
This reminds me of my high school days. In health class, we were taught that a healthy digestive system had at least one bowel movement per day. Throughout the course, we were also encouraged to promote generic healthy habits with our friends, family, and classmates; basically help each other stay accountable with their health and nutrition.
One of my friends took this to heart. He started going up to people - literally anyone - and asking in a concerned tone, “Did you poop today?”
If they gave any answer besides “yes,” he would go off about all the health benefits associated with a daily bowel movement and what kinds of healthy foods and exercises would assist in having one. He would even offer to provide moral support from outside a bathroom stall if they needed it.
We all got a kick out of how deadpan and serious he played it. When the teacher asked him to knock it off, he insisted he was just concerned about promoting healthy habits, then would ask her if she had also pooped that day. To a room full of teenagers, there’s nothing more hilarious than asking a teacher if she’s pooped. No matter her response, the whole room was rolling in raucous laughter.
It’s been over 20 years since then, and every time we meet in person, he still greets me with, “Did you poop today?”
Does he work as a plumber today?
He does not, sadly. He lived a pretty wild party life for many years that got him addicted to heavy drugs, and he became a gay prostitute for a while. He completely disappeared for a handful of years into some creepy sex cult and popped up again when he was rushed to the ER one day. Almost dying in a hospital was the wake-up call he needed.
He’s been through rehab and recovery and as far as I know, he’s working a pretty normal office job now. I’m good friends with his family, so I see him every time he’s passing through town. And he still asks me if I’ve pooped that day.
The hero we need!