If you enjoy the way I articulate, technically I have satisfied you with my mouth... think about that!
People will stop calling me paranoid once they see the Window Man that follows me everywhere
There are so many smells in the air this evening that dogs are hyperventilating all over the place. Mosquito repellent, barbecued food, brine, and the scent of hyperventilating dogs… Oh, and the exploded watermelon I am stepping around. I’m walking from the beach back to my place and I’m keeping a cautious eye on the higher floors of the holiday units adjacent to the fallen melon- the cherry on the top of my olfactogasm. Oh yeah, the beach. I had a funny story about that.
I had just popped disenchanted out of some pretty ordinary surf when two middle-aged dudes jogged past. I chased them down and fell in step. There’s always one dickhead who just has to get faster and faster, and so I did. Soon, two of us were racing towards some invisible finish line and I was losing. I stopped and yelled at the back of him, “Not everything is a competition, man! I’m not your father!” and I may have thrown sand after him. The other guy jogged past and gave me a laugh. I accepted it and walked back towards the outdoor shower. I hope the surf is better tomorrow. She asked if I could see if it was raining from where I sit. I laughed so hard it very nearly did rain from there.
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