They Are Taking Over the World...
...One Showering Victom After Another.
This was where my mind went when I was taking a shower this afternoon...
SHOWER CURTAINS ARE EVIL. I dislike them. No, too soft. I hate them. Still soft. I detest them? NO I LOATHE THEM ENTIRELY!!! WHy? Because they are trying to take over the world. I think that people who are claustrophobic in life developed this early on in life when their parents left them in the bath tub for too long, staring at those hideous curtains. In my collegiate apartment there are two surrounding my shower. One this a light blue which would be tolerable except for the fact that it remains to this day...a shower curtain. The other one is an issue. It has these hideous wannabe flowers painted on it and they freak me out. Why? Because they are not real flowers and they are wannabe flowers and they stare at me while I am in the shower. And they try to take over my body. Did you ever notice how they move in while you're showering? And they touch your skin? And attach to your skin? And when you peel one part off, another part attaches, until its all attached and you feel yourself sinking into despair at the idea of dying in the hands of a shower curtain? I'm telling you, the root of all claustrophobia. The happiest moment for during my showers is the moment when I can rip the curtain away and step out, knowing that once again I eluded death and fought off those damn shower curtains, living to fight another day. I cannot wait until the days when I can go home and shower in my bathroom, where there are no shower curtains, only two walls holding up that corner of the bathroom and wide open space...it makes me feel so free.
So my advice to everyone else...beware, be watchful, be on guard, and never turn your back on your shower curtain.
This was where my mind went when I was taking a shower this afternoon...
SHOWER CURTAINS ARE EVIL. I dislike them. No, too soft. I hate them. Still soft. I detest them? NO I LOATHE THEM ENTIRELY!!! WHy? Because they are trying to take over the world. I think that people who are claustrophobic in life developed this early on in life when their parents left them in the bath tub for too long, staring at those hideous curtains. In my collegiate apartment there are two surrounding my shower. One this a light blue which would be tolerable except for the fact that it remains to this day...a shower curtain. The other one is an issue. It has these hideous wannabe flowers painted on it and they freak me out. Why? Because they are not real flowers and they are wannabe flowers and they stare at me while I am in the shower. And they try to take over my body. Did you ever notice how they move in while you're showering? And they touch your skin? And attach to your skin? And when you peel one part off, another part attaches, until its all attached and you feel yourself sinking into despair at the idea of dying in the hands of a shower curtain? I'm telling you, the root of all claustrophobia. The happiest moment for during my showers is the moment when I can rip the curtain away and step out, knowing that once again I eluded death and fought off those damn shower curtains, living to fight another day. I cannot wait until the days when I can go home and shower in my bathroom, where there are no shower curtains, only two walls holding up that corner of the bathroom and wide open space...it makes me feel so free.
So my advice to everyone else...beware, be watchful, be on guard, and never turn your back on your shower curtain.