The shit I took today kinda had a curve to it, it kinda looked like Friedrich Nietzsche’s mustache (thx spell check).
Of course this sent me into contemplating Nihilism, as a large number of my shits do.
Delicate eh?
I’ve always found that to be a delicate concept to ponder.
“Shit either matters or it doesn’t”
This is the optimal way for humans to start their day,right?
“as you gaze into the commode, the commode gazes into you”
dawn 