At first I mock you for being a pig in his pen, starving for shit. But let’s be real. You’re not even a slave–not even subhuman. And you’re lower than an animal, even a pig. You’re just an object, and appliance… a toilet. And you’ll do what toilets are meant for–whatever “man” you may have been before is gone (although, let’s not kid ourselves, you were never really worthy of being called a “man”, were you?) Your only purpose now is to swallow and compost my shit. Open wide, TOILET.