wah tis is the most super boliao topics.
Anyways, toiletering is a spiritual art to me. It involves a
series of rituals so precise that any error of the tiniest
magnitude would anger the Gods and thus make the process a shitty
one.
First the altar(toilet bowl) must be cleansed. Proceed by wiping
any remaining offerings(shit and urination) on the rim with
tissues.
When you’re sure the Gods are sufficiently pleased, line the
rims with tissue papers. The reason for doing this is making sure
that your arse do not vilify the altar by direct contact.
Once the the table cloth is laid, do not embrace it with your
arse just yet but offer some sacrifice of fresh tissues into the
pit. Failing to do so would result in your arse chastised by the
cold stale shit water that may arise from the sloshy process of
laying your offerings.
Now that the preparations are ready and the signs auspicious,
gracefully embrace the altar with your soft round supple buttocks
and await the final calling…
Part two coming up… got work to do now…
