I pissed my pants as a symbolic expression of my utterly strictured and formulaic existence- that being one of a mammal that has to imbibe fluids and pee repeatedly. I'll never pee the same again until my dying day- after which, my family and friends shall lament, heartbroken that I can no longer pee.... That is, until they realize the binding link between us and God through the power of pee- anyone that has seen rain can attest that God does indeed pee.
