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I hate it when I'm shitting in the morning, and it's "The Dangler". You know what I'm talking about. You've pooed, you think you're good and you're trying to squeeze one last chum from your bum that seems to have implanted itself there with the intention of becoming part of the interior decorating. It's ridiculous. You try with all your might, and as you come to the conclusion that you're being irrational in thinking this can actually hang out with you all day, you wipe furiously trying to just get whatever you can that has already crowned. The real downside is as you stand up to zip up your trousers, you know later on that it's going to itch when it dries...
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