God, On Bathroom Space

Tuesday, August 12, 2008 | comments (5)
And God said, "Yea, do not be proud or boastful about your good and plenty space. For verily I say unto thee, no matter how much of it you have, there will never be enough room in your bathroom to put all your bathroom shit. And so you will need to find other, less convenient places to put some things. And yea, there will be times when you will have to run through your house wet and naked in order to find them. But do not be angry or gnash your teeth. For this is the way of things. And it is good. Because I have made it so."

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Heck, I run through the house wet and naked all the time. Is there something wrong with that?

Posted by Gilahi on Aug 12, 2008 at 12:55:54 PM
Gilahi: Well, not in theory, I suppose. But there is when I do it.

Posted by rothko on Aug 12, 2008 at 12:59:26 PM
I was going to clean out my bathroom cabinets for you and P's visit this weekend, as my stacking and organizing system of throwing stuff under the cabinet and closing the door quickly before it tries to escape could be a hazard if you guys are nosy nellies. However, after your hilarious imagery I think I will continue the madness of acquiring stuff at the CVS and place it through out the house. Blessed be thy products of hygiene.

Posted by kim on Aug 12, 2008 at 2:19:45 PM
I solved this problem by not bathing and using an outhouse.

Posted by Patrick on Aug 12, 2008 at 2:53:15 PM
kim: Amen.

Patrick: I think C would be anti that idea. But Honey and I would be best buds.

Posted by rothko on Aug 12, 2008 at 3:44:58 PM
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