My thing is that during my 15-minutes of toilet time each morning, when my brain is coming to and my mind starts perking up, I either get deeply sentimental for some reason and start commenting some of the most heartfelt and poetic shit, or I think I’m a well-established comedian and start dropping some weird/gross jokes that strangers could easily wind up taking seriously and think I’m a fiend.
The sentimental stuff always goes over well, but the jokes are either overlooked entirely, or they hit and my ego thinks I just performed at Madison Square Garden.
My thing is that during my 15-minutes of toilet time each morning, when my brain is coming to and my mind starts perking up, I either get deeply sentimental for some reason and start commenting some of the most heartfelt and poetic shit, or I think I’m a well-established comedian and start dropping some weird/gross jokes that strangers could easily wind up taking seriously and think I’m a fiend.
The sentimental stuff always goes over well, but the jokes are either overlooked entirely, or they hit and my ego thinks I just performed at Madison Square Garden.