How my butt hairs are like a thick jungle brush with all manner of bramble, poisonous vines, and dangerous beasts lurking in the sweltering darkness, and every time I try to poop, that turd is like a brave explorer who is woefully unprepared for their treacherous journey into the unknown, so this intrepid soul hacks and wacks with his duller by every moment machete in a feeble attempt to tame the jungle, to forge a path, but alas, the world cares not for thee, dauntless pioneer, and soon you too shall be claimed by the that savage, jungle wilderness.