What bowl? Why toilet bowl of course... Finally, after finals and a stressful day today, I found some time to clean my hotmail inbox (which is full of junk mails) I came across an e-mail sent to me on 27/10/2010 which was 2 years ago (yeah, I haven't check it for a while now) which was sent by a pretty friend which you can get her profile here . The title of the e-mail was Poems from Singapore Toilet. So here you go then, The 'future' is in your hand, hold it gently. Here I lie in stinky vapor, Because some bastard stole the toilet paper, Shall I lie, or shall I linger, Or shall I be forced to use my finger. Here I sit, Broken hearted, Tried to shit, But only farted Reply: You're lucky You had your chance I tried to fart, And shit my pants I came here, To shit and stink, But all I do Is sit and think. Some come here to sit and think, Some come here to shit and stink, But I come here to scratch my balls, And read the bullshit on the walls....