Yeah millennials. So wasteful. Jeez

Story Time: My father was born in the 70s, one time when I was little he gave me hot chocolate, knowing I was lactose intolerant he forced me to drink it anyway. About 15 minutes later it was coming... I went to the bathroom. I pushed with the force of the bomb that hit Hiroshima and screened like a little teenage girl in a horror movie. Then, shit went everywhere (I left the door open cause I had to go so bad). The wall is dripping so much it looks like the chocolate fountain at Golden Corral. My dad, having heard my autistic screeching, came in to see me , the bathroom, and our neighbor Brad (story for another time) covered in shit. He screamed "WHAT THE FUCK!?!?!?!" I screamed back "YOU GIVE ME HOT CHOCOLATE ILL GIVE YOU HIT CHOCOLATE!!!" The bathroom is still stained.