you know me.
I think it would be awesome on a “day after machaca” kind of
day, to put on a couple of pairs of adult diapers, get on
the elevator when they are packed just after 5pm on like the
10th floor, & just let a violent pantload go. All the
while, I’m staring at the door with the same simple grin on
my face, oblivious to all the furious spattering &
sputtering blasting forth from my rectum. Maybe be quietly
humming Spandau Ballet’s “True” to myself.
Yeah, that would be awesome.