When the weather warms and our bodies begin to acclimate to the heat and humidity, a force inside or bodies propels us to move forward. Outdoors we venture into strangers garages and front yards, taken by a primal need built up within our inner loins for months. Not driven by thirst or hungry, nor god or deity, or will or wonder, nay, for it is shit we desire and shit we so shall receive. Piles of shit, useless shit, shit from neighbors homes who don’t need the shit anymore so they sell the shit to us. Nice shit. Good shit at a good price. Shit that makes us feel happy, feel human, feel full, full of shit. So go out, find some more shit to add to your pile, but get their early because if you wait too long all the nice shit will be gone and you’ll be shit out of luck.
