one day out in the town, i really needed to shit.
it rained and the only spot i could think of was underneath a roof, because getting wet while pooping isn't thug life.
underneath the roof was a bicycle with a bag for newspaper routes.
i opened it and shat all over the insides with my adjustable anus, and neatly closed the lid again.
i keep wondering if he noticed before or after he put the newspapers in it, because shoving shit covered newspapers in mailboxes isn't really fun
“This signior is sound, safe, ready, and dumb
As ever was candle, carrot, or thumb;
Then away with these nasty devices, and show
How you rate the just merits of Signior Dildo.”
― John Wilmot, The Complete Poems