There's been a dark shadow lurking, unflushable, in the bottom of my toilet for days, nearly out of sight. I have not been anxious to fish it out, but I have marveled at its resilience. Finally, quite reluctantly, I donned a rubber glove and reached for it.
It was a penny.
First thought: thank christ.
Every subsequent thought: sure, it probably fell out of my pocket, but I'm far more intrigued by the notions that
- some asshat may have thrown a penny into my toilet, or
- I ate a penny.