At work, I was kind of feeling shitty;
I went in the bathroom and pulled
down my pants;
I pulled down my long underwear
and bent over to observe
my groin;
my right ball was swollen,
and when I fondled it,
on its bottom-side,
it felt solid.
I couldn't help but think of Tom Green;
remember that guy?
I tried sleeping;
I tried eating, again;
I stopped riding my bike,
but my ball was still swollen.
1 comment:
i really like this blog, it makes me feel good and bad at the same time, which i think is the best thing a writer can ask for, later
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