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One day I felt like going to the bathroom. I dropped my backpack at the door and rushed to the bathroom, screaming, "BASK ME IN YOUR BEAUTY, BABY."
10 minutes later, I left the bathroom, feeling rejuvenated- although there was a putrid stench escaping from the doorway. No, it wasn't anything bad. I didn't even use the bathroom. My dog had been in there before me, and his breath stanky. That dog's zeal for toilet water is beyond me. He just likes the toilet juice. I thought of the prospect of him entering the bathroom and licking that beautiful porcelain dry. I simply couldn't let it stand! I thought for a few minutes, and then my plan went into fruition. I shipped my dog to Brazil.
The end.
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