Someone attacked his house.
But I don't even care about the chapter, that last panel killled me.
I came here, to shit and stink,
But all I do, is sit and think
And here I sit, broken hearted
Couldn't shit, but only farted
Some come here to sit and think,
Some come here to shit and stink,
Often I come here to scratch my balls,
And read all the bullshit on the walls
Here I lie in stinky vapour,
Becos some bastard stole the toilet paper,
Shall I lie, or shall I linger,
Or shall I be forced to use my finger.