Nuthin’ starts your day like an over-flowing toilet of your grandfather’s piss and shit seeping through to the first floor…

Little yellow droplets plopping upon your forehead…

Streaming down, over the bridge of your nose, cascading over your lips, and, now, dangling off your chin…

(The author writes of this actual, minutes-ago experience.)

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