As is the custom for the witch and her spouse, the witch was walking 2 steps ahead of her husband, he was bringing up the rear, bent over, his head a good foot up her arse, when they hit a bump in the road.
That dislodged his head from the cavernous dark tight spot it had been stuck in for years and for the first time in years he felt the rush of cool fresh air on his face and he inhaled deeply.
Ugghhh, he realized his face was covered in poop.
He just wanted to kill that bump in the road.
- SDG
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