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July 2, 2007 5:40 PM PDT
I Hate Fireworks
It wouldn't be so bad if people would save them until the Fourth, but nooooo. I have to hear them from the middle of May up to and even past July 4th, startling me, making the dogs bark, fucking up my peace.
Today, with breakfast, I had a big glass of whole milk. Bad idea. I spent about a total of 40 minutes, between four trips, sitting on the toilet, with the most horrific sounds imaginable blasting out of my tookus.
On the last trip, just after I flushed and was all done, I turned toward the sink to wash my hands and, in that moment, someone set off a brick of firecrackers. The sounds of the toilet flushing and the firecrackers merged. It startled me and I spun around in horror. It seemed as if it was all coming from the commode. I thought it was exploding. I had flashes in my head of a geyser of colon coffee, shooting out of an exploding toilet. The unsanitary nature of something like that happening... I... It'd kill me.
I fucking hate fireworks.
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July 6, 2007 10:34 AM PDT
It fucking hurts.
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July 2, 2007 6:17 PM PDT
I had many different emotions while reading this. wow