What was that insect called?
A botfly?
The one that somehow plants it’s youth inside of you, imagine that feeling,,, those little legs, those little wings, moving around, trying to create some goddamn elbow room inside of your flesh.
Oh jesus, fuck my life what a nightmare, but also a phonetically pleasing pair of words
“Bot-fly”
Not why, I will not cry for the botfly.
Which is it? An insect or a fucking robot?
If you feel weird about expressions you’ve made, then you might be thought-shy,
Now it needs a name.
If you’re a male, and you have an addiction to slot machines, you must be a slot guy.
An introverted slot gambler,
A thought shy slot guy.
Fucking botfly, what a little monster, almost like that little fish that goes up your Urethrae in jungle rivers, it spreads out gills, little spikes, right in the tip of your dick.
A garfish?
Maybe an urban legend, but I remember reading something about it.
Alright…..
A botfly burrows in, at the base of your penis, then a garfish swims up your dick hole and spreads out his gills, The balls and asshole feel neglected,let me think up something appropiate.
Hmmmm…..🤔
Murder hornets?
A murder hornet stings each of your testicles, a botfly is trying to claw it’s way out of your shaft, and there’s a fucking fish caught right in the dickhole….
I can do better…
A pufferfish, a blowfish in the asshole, with all those little spikes.
And he’s freaked out, because naturally, this creature has no business in your asshole,
So it starts to swell, and panic, and kick that fin around,,all those little spikes, the little creature pushing with all it has…right against the flesh walls of your anus.
Botfly,
Garfish,
Murder hornets,
Blowfish.
And that’s how Im feeling today! 😂
Just kidding, I’m actually feeling pretty well, very productive at the job, not too much brain drain on the vidya games, still hitting the pull-up bar, mild intoxication week.
Not the worst, not the best.
Hey man,,,we’re like,,alive,, and that is crazy rare.
Think of all the people that aren’t.
Think of those with no roof, no food, no loved ones. Not quite a botfly, but godammit this existence can be tough.
But that’s alright, we’re tough enough, almost like we were made for it.No kneeling, no yield, no sucker bullshit. I’ll fucking kill you. But I’d rather not, because it’s a nice day, and the sunset is really pretty,,yea,,,,we’re alright out here
dawn 