I ate too much at lunch today. My belt is strained to capacity. My belly is overflowing my pants ... gurgle gurgle. It's oozing all over my seat ... ooze ooze ooze. I'm a fat slob ... gurgle gurgle. Food coma in 5 ... 4 ... 3 ... 2 ... 1 ... [conk]
With extra cycles, this is what my brain conjures up.
Mostly, it wonders about things that people take for granted.
Or that they don't care about wasting time with.
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