Sunday, 27 October 2019 | 11:37 AM

Sunday, 27 October 2019 | 11:37 AM
The longest tird.

Yesterday party made me come back home at 6 in the morning. I ain’t used to that anymore.
Naturally I was still sleeping at my usual morning-shit-time. I think timing was the first thing bringing me to beat the records. Whilst whiskey and cola helped soften, sticken and compact the mass, the aging process was crucial, in fact, during the bonus time, the 40cm-long extrusion could ripen inside me.
As soon as I sat on the white throne the thing just popped out instantly, just like toothpaste out of its tube.

The tail had not yet been expelled completely, it reached the bottom of the pool and broke.
That was sad; and yet, to be remembered in years.


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