I share a bathroom with 3 dudes. 2 of them sleep exclusively at their Girlfriends' apartments, returning home only to generate more filth. I've been trying to work up the resolve to clean but my bathroom suffers from what I'm going to call Pacific Rim Syndrome. Bear with me, this is an incredible metaphor: The bathroom is Earth, and the proliferation of filth within the bathroom is the Kaiju. The Kaiju assaulting my bathroom grow more powerful with each new incarnation, and no matter how much money I throw into cleaning products I am consistently overwhelmed by the tide of this awesome metaphor. Let's take a journey to the center of my bathroom and I'll show you what I mean.