You were my hold to get out the wastes of anguish, hold securing me from draining out but was I so degraded as bad smell, that you never permitted me in, and gave out in air just like a toilet seat? One line π in 1 min, spare me for this low grade comparison π. Challenge: toilet seat, unrequited love. Xanthophile ka ghatiya brain, anyyyways βΊοΈ. #ohwomaniya #owonelinercontest