My colon is on fire...

Brauer and Sov scoffed at the idea of eating the tasty pickled sausage. Then they protested the smell as I cracked the seal on the shrink wrapped spicy treat. But they are not the kind of people you wanna listen when its time to make a decision. They always recommend what I don't wanna do.
And here's the thing about all this, it was really good! Spicy and soft, pickled and pink, everything you could want in gas station meat.

BUT NOW I AM DYEING!! I am in utter agony; sweating, goose bumps and hot fiery pain. My body is attempting to evacuate everything in my colon that's not bolted down.

Fuck you two know-it-alls.

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