Scrabbling to gobble at the cruise ship trough, then scrambling for a spot to shit it all out
posted by Sheila Ryan in animals in pants, assholes, dance, entertainment, fail, fish poop, food, poop, pork, public policy, shouldness, sisyphean, smells, spilled coffee, travel, uncomfortable truth | * | 3 comments
Yah! Way to stick it to those bourgeois capitalist pigs!
Shit, I never even thought of it that way. That’s almost, like, an art project!
Bah. You should see my son’s college dorm.