Flush Quick or Wallow in the Stink... for just a little enjoyable while

So which is it?  Hurry and flush the toilet or wallow in the stink for just an enjoyable  little while?
Forrest entered a gift shop in the high country.... maybe it was in Colorado?

The Stairs were rotten and covered in wet cold roofing tar that he was trying to climb.

Enter the girl......... she had frizzy longish salt and pepper hair and rotten teeth...... his first thought was Meth addict.
Then she opened her mouth and he fell immediately in love with her for the things she said.

How wrong could he be?
He felt he had always known her.

' There was always love for you in my heart he thought and besides I like you  '

He won a new shirt..... he asked for a particular  certain one, the girl could not find it she was looking... as he wandered around the shop he found one himself he very much liked... it had long sleeves and was made of a material he liked the density the feel of  and coloration  of... and the design pleased his senses..... it was spotless clean.

Back on that rotting staircase he climbed trying to make it to somewhere.... he kept slipping and getting that gooey black tar on himself and now on his new shirt as well.... how disappointing ....

How could he show others ... his ruined new shirt now?    He was upset.

Forrest had an idea...... he would simply condemn the staircase and throw his clothes away.

That would solve that.

Flash: He was traveling with his father...... from the other side of the family.... not his mothers side... you know the long line of Masons.......
Dad vanished....... how could that be? where did he go..... my the plane was full.... 3 abreast either side.

I guess Dad missed the flight as Byron stared out the window and they took off... the engines had quit shortly after takeoff  and they were  now gliding at a high rate of speed and descent........ over the City.

He said out loud in a voice his gut feeling as he looked out the side window the other passengers could hear.... ahhhhhhhhh  'things are not looking so good in my opinion'.... as far as he could see it was a big city below and monster sized power lines were criss crossing down below in their potential glide path...
every which a way... below... and they were going in.... no doubt about it, he imagined sparks flying and bursting into a a ball of flame and  then lots of dark smoke , but they had not hit yet.

At least it would be thrilling, as it was......

He awoke........ Pie eyed staring at the ceiling.....

Who was that girl with the rotten teeth... ?  He admired so much......... maybe it was Patti Smith undiscovered.

Did that make her a Poet or a Poetess?

He wondered about fellow humanity.............

Which is it?

Honestly  did the majority .... flush quick or wallow in the stink... for just a little  enjoyable while...