IF only I could speak
“Ahh people!!” They come while I’m resting, turn on the light, and… “FART!!” “EWW!!” He sits on. “OH Mr. did you gain weight lately?!” The smell makes want to puke! Then, he sits on me with a huge butt. Next something smelly, something, and brownish starts falling onto me. “OH MY GOD!! What’s that awful smell?! What on earth did you eat?! Beans?!” Hey boy, where do you think you’re going? At least flush, or do you expect me to flush myself?!” He doesn’t come back… After two hours, a helper comes in with detergents!! “OUCH!! What’s that spiky stick?! Is this part of the new generation torturing?!” OH NO What on earth did I do to be tortured in this manner?!?!” Afterwards, surprisingly I feel relieved, fresh, and clean. “OH NO!! Another acidic blue thing trickles down into my mouth. I don’t need perfume missy!! Someone flushes me! I sigh of relief and continue my rest.
But again… they come back!! With a horrible smell and hug me, not for love but for another phase of torturing. Something comes out from his mouth, as smelly as cat VOMIT. “Do I have to pay or suffer if you are suffering from morning sickness?! Dear?!” Two hours later, someone comes back and gets some toilet paper and dumps in me; however, the good part is I get to VOMIT (ON HIM) but the bad part is that they called in the plunge!! “OH!! What are you doing young man?! You are hurting me!! Are you a doctor operating on me?! I am not sick!
I can’t wait for the night where I can get good rest and socialize with my friends the sink and the bathtub.
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