Madness string 45870

Random mermaid
Nothing in the world is confusing, for the world is made up of confusion. And confusion, at least, is understandable. We know what it is. We see it and we say, ah, yes, it is confusion. We nod amongst ourselves and we look on, oblivious.

I don't get that. Like tampons and wipes I understand because they're small, but who looks at a diaper, looks at a toilet, and says 'yeah, that'll go down'?