Tammy the toilet girl

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You know I just can't stop thinking about Tammy the toilet girl. It rattles around in my brain all day. I keep thinking about the reality of never leaving your bathroom for 2 years. She had to have all her meals in there. All of them. She never cooked a meal or washed a dish. She never shopped. She never made the bed or swept the floor or vacuumed the rug. She never did laundry.

Did she read? Watch TV? Did her boyfriend bring a set in there? What did she do all day? Just sit there? Did she have any friends?

She slept in there. On the toilet. Every night for two years. When she got cold, would her boyfriend bring her a blanket? A pillow? Was she comfortable? How do you sleep, sitting up, every night, for two years? In the summer, was a fan brought in to keep her cool?

It's more than just being in the bathroom, all day, every day. She didn't get off the toilet. She sat there. She didn't bathe, shower, she couldn't have. She couldn't wash her hair. Did she change her clothes? Did she brush her teeth? Did she even wipe? That's gross to think about but you gotta move, a little, to, you know, get stuff done.

That's it. I'm going to stop thinking about it. Hopefully I've downloaded all this nonsense. Hopefully it's all out of my head now.

Hopefully.

I'll let you know.