O.K. I'm not usually a fan of straight-up no-holds-barred whiny-ass complaining, but I'm going to indulge today. I hate it - hate with a capital t - when my best poop of the day manages somehow to disappear down the toilet such that when I stand up all proud of myself (and generally feeling a whole lot better than when I sat down) it doesn't look like I've accomplished anything at all. I.e. the poop has disappeared.
Goddamn it, I hate that. Tangible results may not be the best thing to wish for here, but visible ones would sure be appreciated.
I suppose it is better than having your poop displayed in all it's glory (or lack thereof) on a little platform though.
So, here's to the Flugzeugklo - thus named both for it's appearance and for it's spectacular launching capabilities - how I don't miss it (much...)!
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