23 October 2009
SO IT'S 7AM AND YOU'RE TAKING A SHIT, RIGHT. IT'S FREEZING FUCKING COLD AND THE TOILET SEAT IS EVEN COLDER. YOU'VE GOT GOOSEBUMPS ON YOUR TITS AND THE ONLY THING THAT'S KEEPING YOUR BODY TEMPERATURE UP IS YOUR CONSTIPATED ASS. WITHIN A FEW SECONDS YOU START GETTING WARMED UP AND SUDDENLY YOU REMEMBER THAT ONE TIME WITH THAT ONE GUY AND HOW GREAT IT WAS AND THE NEXT THING YOU KNOW YOU'RE SOBBING ON THE TOILET SEAT AND STILL TRYING TO PUSH YOUR SHIT OUT.
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What can you do to describe a fucking enormous amount of dread? This may be the answer. Great things happening here, it's hard nowadays to find some fucking smart people, making smart things not smart in the condescending tone either, smart like "sharp" like a knife, cutting to the point, but tastefully poetic, it works my brain cells, really, it does.
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