A Glimpse Into The Morning Of A Semi-Mental Mind
“Working’s for the birds,” Sam grumbles miserably on her way to work.
“Not FUCKING me!” Wilbur looks down with shout. “I was born to live with my head in the clouds,” he declares as he proceeds to dump a load of shit on Sam’s head and flies away.
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There you go folks. My early morning musings while showering. Hope our day doesn't go this way…
Closing thought: If Mama had told me there would be days like this… I would have held on to that umbilical cord for dear life. 0-0