The odds were 100% happening for sure.
Blip blop, turds falling like raindrop on a lake, blistering water like a professional trampoline diver, producing no splash at all. Almost a pleasure to see that.
But I can’t, I am too concentrated on calming my mind, setting myself apart from the affliction of losing so many children, letting them go, free into the wild.
Just joking. The pain is real and it is my intestines.