Every few hours, a contraption consisting of 70% water, 20% carbon, 8% minerals, 1% poisonous thingies (artificial colouring, sweetener, formaldehyde, borax, Rhodamin B, etc) and 1% friendship, namely human body, dumps several hundred grams of chemicals called poop AKA banana AKA muffin.
These are bananas...
And this is a muffin.
The poo itself is not much a problem, despite the stink; the main problem comes when quantity increases while decreasing output's quality.
OOOOH SHIT!
No, mine was not that bad. It was still solid, solid enough to drop straight the hell hole... and the resulting splash breached the water closet's borders. I had to take a bath after - can't sacrifice my family's health. But it's still exhausting - sometimes it just went wrong and stuck inside, requiring extra power. Five times a day. Dare to beat my score?
Of course, I can take medications to stop the natural plumbing system. The only problem is that the medicine ceased it too perfectly the last time I used it. So perfect that I felt like a black hole - what comes in doesn't come out. Great outer space experience for three days, I should say.
Of course, my mother was curious.
"Kevin, when did the last time you had a poo?"
"Don't even remember. Maybe before you gave that chemical tablet thingies?"
My mother stopped the prescription.
Soon after the medicine subsided, the Black Hole collapsed into another hole called WC. The moment after, suddenly, the second Universe was created, along with Big Bang. Millions of bacteria entered this new world to do decomposing, eating, and conquering my septic tank's contents.
After all those (literal) shit, I went to the fridge and pulled out loads of healthy, juicy, fibrous tropical fruits from it, and ate them all. Hope that won't happen again.
Make up your mind and yell out something great, not something crap (like this story of course)
Ciao,
Manh Xa - Khaia
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