"I'm going to the bathroom to (read)." Apparently theses were Elvis' last words, addressed to his fiancee at his mansion in Graceland ...aka DISgraceland. Whether alone or in a relationship I find the accompanying visual a little disturbing: My tainted corpse, slumped together on the toilet, pants down... as eternal freeze frame is certainly anything but dignified. I wanna scream "Cut" and redirect the scene. But unfortunately I have no further say in this after I took my final breath.
I guess, one can only pray for a decent "partner in crime", who will take the matter extremely serious and has an exuberant instinct for grace. After all "the call for nature" isn't called a NEED (Notdurft) for nothing. Also the term "till death do us part" takes on a much deeper meaning with this knowledge in mind.
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