Every time i take a sh*t I examine its texture carefully and responsibly. I pull out the latex gloves and examine the hardness by doing a squeeze test. Then I use a magnifying glass to see if there are any corn kernels in it. The I flush it down and say y beautiful and then cry for a half hour straight. Is this normal or do you think I'm queer. Do you think i'll ever have a girlfriend if I continue my wierd ways with turds