Asshole
Yeah.
I laid the deuce, then took a peak at my load --as I usually do-- but this time, something was different...
In the center of my glob of floating shit logs, a moth, frail and weak, was in plain view, flapping his wings for all that he could, in a frenzy to escape.
He must've been up there for weeks...
I laid the deuce, then took a peak at my load --as I usually do-- but this time, something was different...
In the center of my glob of floating shit logs, a moth, frail and weak, was in plain view, flapping his wings for all that he could, in a frenzy to escape.
He must've been up there for weeks...