Carnivore diet update; the good and the bad. Let’s
start with the bad. There’s really only one “bad” thing, and That thing is diarrhea. I’m not sure diarrhea is an accurate word for it. like I don’t think a shark is technically a fish. It’s a different thing, and With regular diarrhea I would compare it to a fire you see coming a block or two away and you have the time to make
an escape, whereas this carnivore diet is like out of nowhere the fire is coming through the cracks, your doorknob is red hot, and all hope is lost. I haven’t shit my pants yet, but I’ve come to accept that if I keep going with this diet it’s just a matter of time before we lose a battle, and I fill my undies like a rainforest mudslide overtaking a mountain road. It’s that bad. It seems to be getting a little better every day, so there’s that to look forward to, but as of today I trust my butthole about as much as I trust a shifty neighbor with a heavy Russian accent that asks a lot of personal questions.