that damn book ruined me

I hate it when I’m taking a shower and the drain decides it’s time to make this terrifyingly loud gurgling sound like the intestines of a lactose-intolerant demon who’s just eaten a tub of ice cream.

Because then I can’t turn my back on the drain and wind up eyeing it suspiciously for the remainder of my shower like “I fucking hear you down there Pennywise no one’s gonna float today”