The bathroom was the only place my family would give me even a moments rest. I used to hide in there just so I could disengage my brain for 15 mins. Then my mom decided I was doing something nefarious in there and she’d fucking sit outside the bathroom blabbering incessantly to try to drive me out.
Hah! Before smart phones I used to sit on the toilet just as long as I do now reading magazines or books.
Never had haemorroids.
Another forbidden snack, DAMN you culture !
The bathroom was the only place my family would give me even a moments rest. I used to hide in there just so I could disengage my brain for 15 mins. Then my mom decided I was doing something nefarious in there and she’d fucking sit outside the bathroom blabbering incessantly to try to drive me out.
So now you have a fetish to incessant blathering, right?
Ballgags, actually… Keeps them quiet… (¬_¬")
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While pooping.
Goes without saying