The setting: Washroom.
Time: 3:42PM December 22nd 2009
Subject: Loss of a friend
A man weeps on his toilet after having to abandon a part of himself... Something he created... His own stool. He was a good friend. Filled his stumach up nicely, and now hes gone. The man feels empty. But he will recover, and he will stand from his fall.
This is what went through my head when I listened to this first. I smoke alot of weed, and I laughed my face off picturing this.