20:27, March the 8th, 2021.
“Why do we peepee when we poopoo but not poopoo when we peepee?” Is a question every being has asked itself at least once in it's lifetime. Today, I poopoo'd when peepeeing. As the end of my yellow cascade came, I began to feel a recognizable tingling in my niglet making hole, it was time for me to shit.
Without need of any force, my chocolate starfish ejaculates a small piece, moist and soft, it splashes against the water dramatically. With close to no pause to breath, it's sibling chases after it in fury. Two seconds pass and the father comes down after it, eloquently completing the family.