Today, I achieved a personal best in waste elimination, forming a substantial mound in my hand. I reveled in its dirtiness, smearing it all over my face and foul-smelling mouth, eagerly chewing large fragments. My mouth, distended to its utmost capacity, held this extreme load, with bits of excrement spilling out occasionally. As I breathed in the aroma of my feces and the stench of my soiled hand, I maintained a full mouth, savoring every moment of this waste-filled experience.