Boredom Bog
I’m unwell and stuck at home with nothing to do. Mounting the throne, I’ll compose a pooem or two. Quite …
I’m unwell and stuck at home with nothing to do. Mounting the throne, I’ll compose a pooem or two. Quite …
Cubicle next to me is now occupied. Some grubby sneakers below I spied. I hear the sound of splashing rocks. …
Drizzling chocolate streams. Disgusting runny creams. A soft serve gone wrong. A stench so meaty and strong. A nightmare, not …