I'm taking a tinkle. Obviously. and a few seconds into releasing fluids, I look at my fucking thigh and there's a goddamn nickel stuck on it. a nickel? I don't know how long it was there, or how it could've got there, but it was
it was really stamped onto my skin ha; even left a slight mark when I removed it.
and the worst part is---this is the SECOND time I've had a 'lose change' incident --the other one's way worse that I'm too embarrassed to share.
the fuck kind of life do I live where I find coins imprinted on my skin beneath my jeans.
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