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Who is an aspiring thinker, poet, educated one?
Who thrives being a smarty pants who throws off the fussy-jacket and goes into private...O, slip off into the bathroom,
sheds his docker-britches, and fuzzy jacket-it's off?
Who is the reverend preacher finding it too painful to make eye contact?
Read about Toilet paper sales.
O, attend a European Tissue Symposium?
O, read about water levels and flush a commode.
O, why not attend a WHO/UNICEF Joint Monitoring Programme for Water Supply and Sanitation?
O, the estimated sales of toilet paper in the US$6-alone-plus is annually many billion.
Its a Matter of Scale. The Bottom Line. Billions of people in the world are without access to adequate sanitary toilets. huh. Global Pax Americana.
Who is to blame for the topic?
Enjoy the morning stinker Bowell movement. sigh. I guess we will wait until the poison bowel pain condition is over. Please Barn me and allow me/you and somebody help me with a rake, pick, and garden hoe? What does one need to do to get the boot? I remember Louie Ludwig near Austria sat on a carved white swan some peasant carved for the aristicracy each morn.
That was when compost was vewed as night-soil 'gold'...
The rumor was Ludwig drank too much wine and tipped out of a canoe near the Rhine River. He was tipsy-out-from a canoe and drowned in a lake? Others said he was murdered. Gads.