Funny how some things are so comforting yet so offensive.
Take the toilet bowl for example.
In the worst of times, you seek it for comfort,
At the best of nights, it's there with you in your arms' embrace, sharing the moment.
And sometimes, you just want to be alone with it, and succumb to the silence (or lack of).
Would you be offended if I told you that you are my toilet bowl? :$
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