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Alright boys, let me set the scene. I'm sitting, happy, waiting for my hot chocolate in the microwave, with some biscuits, and had some tacos earlier. It pops out; I'm a happy guy in a good mood. I retreat to my room, passing my mother with minimal ragefuel, and go on my phone with the heating on and looking for some anime or something to watch (I've got a J2O too 
10/10 drink if you haven't tried it). Anyway, it's a good night to be settling in.
I decide that obviously I'll need to take a shit before I LDAR for the night. Now those tacos weren't particularly spicy, so I'm not bothered by their docile presence in my stomach. It was a pretty fat shit tbh but nothing special, just another day of shitmaxxing. After a good sesh, I stand up to flush to toilet, only to be greeted by an empty push of the handle: no resistance, nothing; it's like a cuck to his mistress. And as unresponsive as a stubborn feminist, it just passively sits there, taunting me with it's stupid silvery handle. "I'm not taking this shit from you (get it?) you fucking toilet," I think to myself," I will fix you for the sake of not having to explain it to my mother!!"
Now, despite being a future engineer, I don't have a fucking clue how a toilet is supposed to work, so, as any struggling shitmaxxer, I turn to a bad tutorial on YouTube. Didn't help at all, so I browse the comment section, only to find some white probably selling her shit on the internet to people like John R the Cuck:
Entitled cunt... @iKillCucks can you deal with ol' Johnny R for me?
after somewhat ignoring the video, I google how a toilet works and just push down the balloon thing inside it(???) and it seems to release water or something. Doesn't help though, the stupid shit eating fuck. Probably has a scat fetish, the fucking porcelain cuck.
So, my mother is coming through the front door by now, probably thinking I'm just taking a fat shit. I tell her I'll be out in a minute. No progress so far. FUCK MY HOT CHOCOLATE has gone FUCKING cold by now. Eh it doesn't matter. I fiddle with some more random stuff in the toilet bowl to unclog it but to no avail; my High T shit is still lurking in the shitter. By this time I'm considering committing EP (Elvis Presley) and die on the toilet.
Looks like something is broken and I can't fix it, so I return to my room and now it's like quarter past 10 and I need to have a shower and shit and go to bed soon or I'll be tired and now I can't watch anything or enjoy my evening because of the CUNT that is my toilet. I can still enjoy my J2O I guess.
So pretty much I'm just leaving it and my mother will probably call a plumber who will see my High T Megashit and bow down to me. Tbh going to be quite embarrassing but whatever.
If anyone proper knows how to fix a toilet then come round I'm a hot girl really
TLDR: always shit on the street
10/10 drink if you haven't tried it). Anyway, it's a good night to be settling in.I decide that obviously I'll need to take a shit before I LDAR for the night. Now those tacos weren't particularly spicy, so I'm not bothered by their docile presence in my stomach. It was a pretty fat shit tbh but nothing special, just another day of shitmaxxing. After a good sesh, I stand up to flush to toilet, only to be greeted by an empty push of the handle: no resistance, nothing; it's like a cuck to his mistress. And as unresponsive as a stubborn feminist, it just passively sits there, taunting me with it's stupid silvery handle. "I'm not taking this shit from you (get it?) you fucking toilet," I think to myself," I will fix you for the sake of not having to explain it to my mother!!"
Now, despite being a future engineer, I don't have a fucking clue how a toilet is supposed to work, so, as any struggling shitmaxxer, I turn to a bad tutorial on YouTube. Didn't help at all, so I browse the comment section, only to find some white probably selling her shit on the internet to people like John R the Cuck:
Entitled cunt... @iKillCucks can you deal with ol' Johnny R for me?
after somewhat ignoring the video, I google how a toilet works and just push down the balloon thing inside it(???) and it seems to release water or something. Doesn't help though, the stupid shit eating fuck. Probably has a scat fetish, the fucking porcelain cuck.
So, my mother is coming through the front door by now, probably thinking I'm just taking a fat shit. I tell her I'll be out in a minute. No progress so far. FUCK MY HOT CHOCOLATE has gone FUCKING cold by now. Eh it doesn't matter. I fiddle with some more random stuff in the toilet bowl to unclog it but to no avail; my High T shit is still lurking in the shitter. By this time I'm considering committing EP (Elvis Presley) and die on the toilet.
Looks like something is broken and I can't fix it, so I return to my room and now it's like quarter past 10 and I need to have a shower and shit and go to bed soon or I'll be tired and now I can't watch anything or enjoy my evening because of the CUNT that is my toilet. I can still enjoy my J2O I guess.
So pretty much I'm just leaving it and my mother will probably call a plumber who will see my High T Megashit and bow down to me. Tbh going to be quite embarrassing but whatever.
If anyone proper knows how to fix a toilet then come round I'm a hot girl really
TLDR: always shit on the street
clogs me
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