


...there was just too damn much going on in this video.
when that urge to squab is so great that you can't help but soldier through that pungent methane smell of creamed corn and jif extra crunchy peanut butter coming from the closed stall against the wall.
homie on the pot telling himself, "if i scrunch all the way up into this toilet bowl--just enough to where my ass cheeks barely touch the water surface, they might not notice me."
then little dude laughing and pointing out homie on the pot.