I'm sure you saw that fans of the musical Wicked have been holding space for the lyrics of defying gravity.

Oh, I love that.

But not enough, people are talking about the men who have been holding space for the Gladiator 2 Overture off the Gladiator 2 soundtrack.

I didn't know that was happening.

Yeah, I follow a lot of straight media, and many men have decided that bathroom throne is the perfect time to hold that space.

And the Gladiator 2 overture is blasting while they defecate?

Completely naked, music blasting, door open, letting the world know, nature called, hear me roar.

That's so powerful.

Allowing the sounds and smells of that bodily function to ruminate through the house loudly and proudly,

completely ignoring members of the work Zoom call as they ask if they should schedule that video conference call at a different time.

You gotta go, you gotta go.

Finishing up, no wiping, no flushing, ignoring your manager who has now furiously joined

that Zoom call and is demanding you turn off the gladiator to Overture, which is clearly

not enjoying.

There's something so powerful about telling the world that this piece of art keeps me regular

and I don't care who knows.

Then in a final act of defiance, standing up, exiting that bathroom, which your manager is now aghast to identify as the master bedroom of his residential home.

Wow.

And as his threats to call the police unless you leave his house immediately become in sync with the overtures climax,

you tilt the phone camera to the token of appreciation.

You've left him in that bowl and calmly walk out the front door of his house,

revealing the tattered locks that you've smashed off with a crowbar.

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