to penetrate the cacophony of suffocating hyperreality, the romantic has not choice but to resist. What remains pure, unsullied? singing and shitting. that is all. those are the only few minutes in which we are real.
Oh, this is great! I sing in the steam room at the gym...all that tile even makes ME sound good. Bravo to this guy! Hahaha! I do all kinds of things on the "throne" too...singing, eating, laughing, coming up with good one-liners (I keep a pad of paper ni there to record my little bon mots). Keep laughing and pooping, Mister! Bravo!
discusting ;-)
setupdisk1 3 years ago
And you have now gone and sullied that. :)
SkeeterMcgeerm 3 years ago
Oh, this is great! I sing in the steam room at the gym...all that tile even makes ME sound good. Bravo to this guy! Hahaha! I do all kinds of things on the "throne" too...singing, eating, laughing, coming up with good one-liners (I keep a pad of paper ni there to record my little bon mots). Keep laughing and pooping, Mister! Bravo!
tomkellycartoons 3 years ago
That was hot!
pablomelendez 4 years ago
Are we supposed to believe that you only keep a camera in your bathroom in case you feel like singing a song? :)
The accoustics in there sound nice.
cz2509 5 years ago 2