Zing and Zang shivered in the snow. “Why did we have to come here?” whined Zing. “What is that thing, anyway?”
Zang, who had done his research, explained that it was a place built for humans to deposit their personal waste.
Zing was appalled. “That’s beyond primitive! It’s just disgusting! You mean, one person does that right on top of another person sitting underneath him? Yuck!”
“Well, I imagine the top place isn’t actually used. It’s what Earth people call a parody.”
“If they feel that way, they should flush their politicians!”