If all the animals in the world got together for a party, humans would be the clown.
A creature itself no different in overall context then the others, though it's actions would seem to be in complete mockery of its own ancient functions through the exposure of over regurgitating them to a crowd of virgin minds.


You know how if you'd place a big mother suckin' bowl of leftover mac n cheese in front of a dog he will just eat it till he barfs and then go back and eat that too, like he just doesn't know where to end he'd consume himself if he could.
Well I guess that behavior can more be manifested in a heavy drug user though is still prevalent as it wouldn't exist in a drug user if it wasn't hidden in all of us and we can prove this without leaving our own home!

So it's a week or so after you had gone grocery shopping and the quantity of household items is now uneven as you have been picking at one or 2 in particular since you acquired it.
Maybe you have a ton of strawberry breakfast bars left because, well hey, who wouldn't rather find time for a quick breakfast sandwich on the way to work then feel totally unsatisfied all morning..but then a week goes by and you're running low on toilet paper or the change bowl is all pennies.

Somewhere here we decide we will just rather add 'extra toilet paper' to next weeks list and go without 25 cent gumballs till then because it really is not necessary to shop unevenly. As a conclusion you have sparked a new interest in strawberry breakfast bars at the office because you always have one in your pants pocket now as it is your new thing, among others you have an abundance of at home to supplement for what you don't have regardless if they are related at all.
We discount the idea that we need to wipe our ass because well hey, we have plenty of other shit to fuck with for a week! maybe play start playing gran turismo again, or start chewing on the ends of those new shitty ball points you bought for your drawer.

Let's just leave it to the experts on this one, I'm sure they'll have something on this in the future.. how many articles do they need to write on the subject of human naivety before I loathe my own flesh so much I'll try to choke myself with a hammer.