| I was practically bawwing at this last night |
[Jun. 14th, 2009|04:03 pm] |
I'm sorry if I doubted your good heart
Things always seem to end before they start
Fuckin' bawwwww.
I have less beautiful, elegaic words to impart. I went to the lavatory in uni the other day and as I looked down to pee, I noticed that someone had left a sort of rhombus of poo residue on the rear of the toilet seat. I wondered what the best etiquette would be if you were the type of person to commit yourself to a public fitting like that. Allowing the Eye of Sauron to remain unmolested would seem the most disgusting option, but then again what scope would someone have to make it more sanitary given just paper and toilet water? It would be but an illusion.
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That's a great song. I've cried like a pussy at it a few times. Ah well.
The shit thing is shit. One of my fucking housemates had that problem. The number of times I had to fucking scrape it off with a cloth... Mr Muscle and whatnot. Disgusting bastard. | |
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