Tonight I felt the need to undertake a task which no other in my house is willing to brave. A task such is this requires toughness, an iron clad will and most importantly of all, the wherewithal to see this endeavor to it's absolute end. Anything or anyone less then this would have resulted in failure, which is simply not an option here folks. It definitely takes a certain kind of person who just has that "it" factor.
And being the consummate professional and stand out leader that I am, I stepped forward with my head held high. I was more then willing to brave the mighty dragon, whom I'd dare say I could slay with but a lift of a finger.
I wasted little time in tackling this monster of such epic proportions, that even the sun and moon lay hidden behind it's massive fanny. But I would not and simply could not falter, not after coming so far to meet this foe face to face.
But even the greatest of effort on my part was being met with utter failure, until I unleashed it. A metallic can, a mysterious metallic can at that, was the edge I needed to slay this beast. It took but moments before I had the furious creature reeling in fear.
Alas, my wounds were too great and the journey and subsequent battle had left me all but a broken shell of the glorious man I was once. The light was growing greater in my eyes and I knew in my heart of hearts, that my time in this world was fleeting at best.
My hands, I could not clentch a fist any longer.
My lungs felt heavy, almost to the point where I needed to gasp for a mere breath.
My eyes burnt, as though I stared eye to eye with the very sun itself.
And...
And well to cut a long, drawn out story short, I learned tonight that cleaning the bathroom ain't as easy as I was expecting it to be! I mean I've done it before, but it has been a while and... did I mention how much I hate cleaning the bathroom?
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