

Eh it’s like when you find someone cute and you wonder what it would be like dating them. But then you actually start dating them and you realize they’re a whole person, not just some cute scenarios you imagined in your head. You both know it’s awkward as hell and you’re both just waiting for it to be over. You can’t wait to go back home and shit in your own toilet, but instead you have to sit on a holeless chair with a full colon. The pressure isn’t bad enough to use the gross toilets there, but it’s enough that you’re thinking more about your poop than your date.









oh yeah I’m fine I just needed to poo