There’s a time when after you have a huge frat party at your parents house; smoking and toking, slamming AMF’s, keg stands, beer pong, space bags... the works! then someone gets the crazy idea to call a hooker over to the party for some extra fun; someone does a Very Bad Thing with her in the bathroom and she ends up dead so he hides her in the bathtub with the shower curtain covering her. He proceeds to go downstairs where some munchie-ridden boys decided to heat up some possibly 2 week old chili to make some chili cheese fries with some additionally questionable cheddar on top, everyone chows down but then IMMEDIATELY the rumbles come and every single one of them plowing over eachother to get into the bathroom to expel the demons first, whichever way they decide to come out first. Upon these sickly gentlemen entering the bathroom they collectively fall into the tub projectile vomiting and shitting everywhere, meanwhile creating a ghastly soup of vomit/diarrhea/jizzed up dead hooker. Sober up the next day and find that it wasn’t a dream when you go to take a leak. Now, would you rather TRY to clean all that mess up yourself before your parents get home? You can try plunging all damn night but that drain just ain’t big enough to allow you to just wash it all down. Sometimes, it’s just better to MOAB that tub and spring for a nice standing shower to replace it because you know the ghost of that dead hooker will NEVER leave you alone. Draining the swamp is not enough because the swamp creatures will never let you.
Oh. Do I need a disclaimer about this not literally promoting violence and that it is just a figure of speech, loosely alluding to the fact that FBI is swampy and swamp hooker ghosts won’t let you investigate them because they killed Seth Rich? Or did that shit also get left behind on the old The Donald?
There’s a time when after you have a huge frat party at your parents house; smoking and toking, slamming AMF’s, keg stands, beer pong, space bags... the works! then someone gets the crazy idea to call a hooker over to the party for some extra fun; someone does a Very Bad Thing with her in the bathroom and she ends up dead so he hides her in the bathtub with the shower curtain covering her. He proceeds to go downstairs where some munchie-ridden boys decided to heat up some possibly 2 week old chili to make some chili cheese fries with some additionally questionable cheddar on top, everyone chows down but then IMMEDIATELY the rumbles come and every single one of them plowing over eachother to get into the bathroom to expel the demons first, whichever way they decide to come out first. Upon these sickly gentlemen entering the bathroom they collectively fall into the tub projectile vomiting and shitting everywhere, meanwhile creating a ghastly soup of vomit/diarrhea/jizzed up dead hooker. Sober up the next day and find that it wasn’t a dream when you go to take a leak. Now, would you rather TRY to clean all that mess up yourself before your parents get home? You can try plunging all damn night but that drain just ain’t big enough to allow you to just wash it all down. Sometimes, it’s just better to MOAB that tub and spring for a nice standing shower to replace it because you know the ghost of that dead hooker will NEVER leave you alone. Draining the swamp is not enough because the swamp creatures will never let you.
Oh. Do I need a disclaimer about this not literally promoting violence and that it is just a figure of speech, loosely alluding to the fact that FBI is swampy and swamp hooker ghosts won’t let you investigate them because they killed Seth Rich? Or did that shit also get left behind on the old The Donald?