Sometimes you can't get a story out of your head. The only thing you
can do is curse the media for bringing it to your attention. There are
things we were never meant to know.
Such as the fact that your smartphone is covered in feces. Apparently, fecal matter is everywhere. Though it's old news by now, this fact keeps buzzing around in my head. Feces, feces everywhere.
Look at your hands. See those fingers? They’re matted with fecal matter.
That food you just ate? At least 50% fecal matter.
And the screen you're looking at right now? Constructed entirely of fecal matter. 100%!
Take a deep breath. Hold it in. All fecal matter. Every bit of it. Okay, exhale.
It's just the way it is. But I didn't want to know about it. And now I've gone and written a post about it. Damn!
Such as the fact that your smartphone is covered in feces. Apparently, fecal matter is everywhere. Though it's old news by now, this fact keeps buzzing around in my head. Feces, feces everywhere.
Look at your hands. See those fingers? They’re matted with fecal matter.
That food you just ate? At least 50% fecal matter.
And the screen you're looking at right now? Constructed entirely of fecal matter. 100%!
Take a deep breath. Hold it in. All fecal matter. Every bit of it. Okay, exhale.
It's just the way it is. But I didn't want to know about it. And now I've gone and written a post about it. Damn!
