Be careful and then have the time of your life.


The Jews say Never Again for a reason.


I think I found an ocean.


I have met far better people, but I don't gossip about fictional villains.



Huh baby whats wrong?


It was sex to him.


Little green men projectile vomit and it's a wet dream for the love team.  Suddenly it happens.


Welcome to my sky.


A guy with a brain?


The world is in peril

So nothing happens

Just some good intentions

So you knock some teeth out

Shout loud in your glory

All around they scream

You feel it in your body

Got to break this part

Then slip into the past

It seemed like a joke

But the bones were broke

The bank was not though

You had run for the money

And tried to keep it funny

It looked good

And was.





NOTHING CHANGES.

Then came more shadows

Of old beings with four arms

Once a powerful people

Now lost in the shadows

From their lust for power

Came hideous abuses

Now there are stones

And nobody remembers

Even during holidays.


It only will get colder this summer.



Let us begin yet again.


Imagine something coming soon.


You are not amused.



Spoiler!




And then a miracle happened!


Oh the lost are so far on the mossy wall

Painted like moss and neutron stars

And love will do wild things

For a day or two a thing for you

And I am coming down

It all feels so good 

She touches the liquid sounds

Surrounding the jelly of her mounds

Then the wall came tumbling down

Down

Down 

Down.

Smashing far upon oh ground

Grinding the granite 

Again and again

Friends came


And went.


Setting: Inside a dark, echoing bathroom plumbing line, right before a major flushing event.Urine: (Splashing aggressively against the ceramic walls) Look at you, slacking off as usual! I’m in and out of here six times a day, keeping this body filtered and clean. You show up once—maybe twice if the human had a fiber bar—and expect a standing ovation. You're slow, you're heavy, and you take forever to get ready!Poop: (Thudding heavily into the water, sending up a massive splash) Slow? It’s called craftsmanship, you watery amateur! You’re just 95% water and a little bit of leftover urea. You require zero effort. I am the grand finale of a 24-hour digestive masterpiece! I represent the steak, the potatoes, the complex carbohydrates! I have structure. I have presence.Urine: Presence? You mean odor! You completely ruin the atmosphere the second you walk into the room. People have to light matches and turn on exhaust fans just to survive your presence. When I arrive, it’s a quick, polite zip and a wash of the hands. I am civilized.Poop: Oh, don't act so pure. You turn bright neon yellow if the human takes a single multivitamin! And let's talk about urgency—you make the human panic and run like a maniac just because a movie ran over two hours. I have discipline. I give a polite, rumbling warning hours in advance.Urine: (Steaming slightly) I am the frontline defense of the kidneys! Without me, the system shuts down from toxic buildup in days. You're just the stuff the body couldn't even use. You're literally the leftovers!Poop: Leftovers? I am the ultimate metric of gut health! Doctors study my shape, my color, and my consistency on a chart like it's fine art. No one is out here making a "Bristol Stool Chart" for your boring splash patterns.The Toilet Handle: (CLANK)Urine: (Swirling rapidly in circles) Uh oh. Here comes the swirl!Poop: (Sinking into the vortex) See you in the septic tank, water-boy!