jadi raja wc

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ok
wc adalah tempat keramat dimana banyak orang bisa jadi rajanya
mau apa pun yang terjadi jadi raja wc bisa gaul bisa jelek (even rata2 jadinya jelek)

suatu ketika ada seseorang yang sangat x 4810 mati berak (gaya bahasa papua)
ok dia menuntaskan panggilan alamanya trus pas mo keluar
'hah kok gak bisa dibuka'
pada saat itukah dia menjadi raja wc

ok
itu terjadi sama gw kemaren
pas gw mo buka
'hah,, kok gak kebuka'
eeaaaaa
gw kekunci di wc
AAANNNJJINNGG

masalahnya adalah gw kekunci di wc kosan gw yang NOTABENE GAK ADA ORANG SELAIN GW WAKTU ITU
sial jadi gimana gw keluar
untung bawa psp
ganti status di fb biar orang tau terus ngubungin temen kosan gw
ok
gw bete trus mainan psp
gak lama batrenya abis
ok, saatny stress
SSIIIAAALLLLLL!!!!!!!!
OOIIIIII!!!!!! TTOOOOLLLLOOONNGGGG!!!!
sekali lagi gw menyadari mauj seserek apa juga gw tereak gak bakal ada yang denger
kalo ada juga ntar gw ditolong sama tetangga sebelah abis itu diketawaain
sial

dengan kata lain gw harus bisa kabur dari penjara km ini (km=kamar mandi)
ok dobrak
dorong
dorong
hantem
tendang
tonjok

sial semua yang gw lakuin ngebikin tubuh gw yang ga enak badan makin lemes aja

setelah sekian lama akhirnya gw nyerh terima nasib
setelah beberapa lama gw sadar ada ventilasi di pintu wc
adanya di bagian bawah gitu dan kayaknya awa muat tuh
coba di betot buka, eh kebuka
masih ada satu lagi coba di tonjok, eh kebuka

I'M FREE!!!
jadi ini rasanya bebas
inilah nikmat
baru kerasa enaknya ketika ngga ada
hah sial

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