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afternoon poo cramp brings a wave of nausea sweat coats my back causing the polyester blend to stick to my skin unsightly wrinkles and folds follow my belly bulge’s smooth contours highlighted – trying to adjust my ball cap in a pointless effort hinging on the idea that wiping the sweat from my brow will alleviate six feet five inches of gross wet mass; this of course is fruitless and all I get is a wet spot on the bicep of my shirt— gurgling belly as I try to digest poison Taco Bell and high fructose soda-pop like I am still a teen trapped in a 40 year old frame… one day I will give up the trash eat a bit better and feel loads different, until then, this will occasionally return and be my revolving lunch fate –
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Aug 27, 2015
Aug 27, 2015 at 1:40 PM UTC
fast food taco gets its revenge
afternoon poo cramp brings a wave of nausea sweat coats my back causing the polyester blend to stick to my skin unsightly wrinkles and folds follow my belly bulge’s smooth contours highlighted – trying to adjust my ball cap in a pointless effort hinging on the idea that wiping the sweat from my brow will alleviate six feet five inches of gross wet mass; this of course is fruitless and all I get is a wet spot on the bicep of my shirt— gurgling belly as I try to digest poison Taco Bell and high fructose soda-pop like I am still a teen trapped in a 40 year old frame… one day I will give up the trash eat a bit better and feel loads different, until then, this will occasionally return and be my revolving lunch fate –
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Aug 27, 2015
Aug 27, 2015 at 1:40 PM UTC
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