It's a lousy thing to be a swamp ass, to feel that the various shits you're taking are leaving behind sturdy and gross remnants that are difficult to wipe such that you walk around the rest of the day unsure if there's fecal particulate on your butt and you're just making it worse. I don't like that at all.
And then sometimes, in the depths of your swamp ass status, something just changes magically, and though the shit your making is not ostensibly different in character, what it leaves behind is negligible, and you're burning pretty clean.
These magic swamp ass to burning clean transitions can't be predicted or expected, but boy, are they nice.
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