Sunday, February 12, 2017
The Skunk (2)
"The Skunk (2)"
Stinky made an exotic exodus from his laboring duties at TACO BELL; specifically, flipped the bird to some rednecks giving a teenage girl some, well basically--shit. Saying stuff like: "Yo young thang, hook up with us and we gonna take you outta such mundane places--put you in the heavens."
Stinky, noticing them a mix of street thug, dirty cowboy raised in the south, and all the iniquitous rest that did pugnaciously penetrate the perimeter into Wyoming, wanting to drop their filthy bomb on his beloved locals, which were pure cowgirls and cowboys--in the sense of gelling with the freedom of the American West; moreover, he knew those dudes would follow him out to the parking lot; plus, that whatever they were carrying--it could not match his Totem of primal piss.
He loaded his metaphorical bladder, preparing his urethra to bull's eye them--his perverted and pursuing targets. It's best to upset a man; next, his arms are in the air, and he is exposed in certain sensitive areas. Stinky took aim and pissed brilliance all over them, taking them to their knees.
He knew it wasn't their fault for being such proud pricks with a bloodthirsty taste for the inviolate and innocent. They were controlled, having been monitored from birth due to their lascivious obviousness; thus, fueled by venom, like a big-mouthed woman with penis envy--she can't dick somebody, so she uses her obnoxious mouth to give it to you. They should've read the bodacious bard's: The Taming of the Shrew.