Showing posts with label the boy dung good. Show all posts
Showing posts with label the boy dung good. Show all posts
Saturday, 29 March 2008
A Load of Shit
The heady, stomach-churning perfume of fresh, steaming manure hangs heavy over Combo Towers this e'en. It reminds me so much of my former life in Public Relations. The main problem is stopping the dog eating it before I and the Combo team of career-focused illegal immigrants manage to dig it into the welcoming soil.
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