Saturday, 19 March 2011

Duo


They stood there as if they wanted to be let in, the nasty little shit bags wouldn’t shut up. They didn’t know that I was there, but I’d been following them all day. Am I lonely? I definitely don’t want them to let me in!
They walk around swearing and eating, swearing and eating. I overheard them moaning about something. They were annoying me, but there was something about the way they interacted that I found interesting. I felt like David Attenborough. Those fat fucks.

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