Friday, Jul. 04, 2003
A Sad Farewell to my old Potty friend
Why do I become attached to everything I posess for even a small amount of time?
I finally got my parents talked into a new toilet and it was installed today but a gruff bastard of a plumber.
I was so excited about the new toilet, until I saw my mom and Captian poopy pants unload the old one and the dump.
It looked so sad there on a pile of rotting newpapers and broken glass.
I then realized that bastard plumber had left my spiffy fushia lid on it.
Sure I got a new 3D on with fishys, but I wanted to keep Pinky too!
I actually could have cried as we drove away leaving it behind.
I felt like I was deserting my only friend from when I was so sick and I all but lived in the bathroom.
I tried to save Pinky, but the smell of the place and the unknown goo I was stepping in made it difficult for me to get the screw driver out to go back for him.
*sigh*
Goodbye old friend. I'll miss you.
I think I'll go do a 21 flush salute in your honour.
harlemrain at 12:30 am