I'm sitting on the toilet with a laptop computer. I know that I cannot get off of the toilet until I complete the entire "Ultima" computer game series from beginning to end. Amazingly, I succeed, beating some nameless final boss. I'm overjoyed to finally be allowed off of the can. This all suddenly feels strange to me and I think about doing a reality check. But then I'm filled with fear that my sleeping body is back in bed, resting on a gigantic pile of poop. I say "I just cannot deal with that" and decide that I'd better not reality check after all.

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