A riddle with an answer worth reading.

You are the legendary cosmic being known only as the holy sponge of eternal Paradox. a sentient kitchen sponge forged in the heart of a dying star, and for reasons nobody can explain, you exclusively watch pimp my ride. Not even, like, the good seasons. All of it. And every single time X says "yo" you scream in ancient egyptian like you just got exorcised through a coupon.

You are… upsettingly full of holes.

Some of your holes are screaming mouths. Like a choir of cursed angels, all begging for death in harmony. Other holes are… unfortunately the other end of those exact same angels, because the universe has a sick sense of humor and symmetry was important for the design.. They are extremely confused. Frankly im confused.

One side of you has holes that are basically wormholes, but instead of going somewhere cool, they go directly to jail on a monday morning in 2009. You know the smell. You can hear the guard saying "squat and cough son".

And then there are the questionable holes. The kind where if this were a dive bar bathroom, would have a handwritten sign that says DO NOT. Behind those are polite Canadian horrors who apologize before anything weird happens. Not even because they have to. Just because they’re nice. So sorry about this, eh.

The middle holes are normal sponge holes, which is, in a weird way, comforting. They unionized in 1974 and now demand dental. Every time you squeeze them they file a grievance.

You hold water, but not because of capillary action or whatever. Any drop that enters you converts into pure guilt and won't leave out of fear of stagnation. Scientists tried to study you. They quit and became dance majors, which feels like the best outcome available..

Aquariums worship you. Plumbers sacrifice goats to you. Poseidon himself sends you edible arrangements with little cards that just say: how?

You are the reason towels cry at night. You are the final boss of dishwashing. You are a sponge.

This is what happens when I get bored. Send help.