I left a shit in the stall of a crowded high-class lounge last night during peak hours, as a line of thirty-something successful men with bad haircuts crowded angrily in the bathroom. It was the most freeing experience of my life.
I think that's where shit-eating grin comes from.
Thursday, May 21, 2009
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