For the second time in about four days, I've been in a stall in a public bathroom when someone else has come in and started narrating their inner world.
Today's running commentary:
"It smells like, Oh my god.
It smells like, a god, who's pissed at the world, because it shits dicks."
I hear a dog barking in the hall outside the the bathroom.
"I know that dog."
A-a-a-and, we're out.
