My private bathroom was my sacred temple, a place where I could unwind after an especially exhausting day, let loose the wettest and loudest of shits. Though pungent, the tangy smell in the air reminded me what it truly meant to be human: pain, release, and shit. Truly a marvel of the human spirit. Spaghetti.
My private bathroom was my sacred temple, a place where I could unwind after an especially exhausting day, let loose the wettest and loudest of shits. Though pungent, the tangy smell in the air reminded me what it truly meant to be human: pain, release, and shit. Truly a marvel of the human spirit. Spaghetti.