Mired In Mediocrity

[HairOnFire]

Speaking of cancer, I was tounging the old mans berries the other day and I thought I caught a whiff of butt rot. Told the old boy if might be a smart idea to get probed and screened, but he just laughed that funny little laugh of his. Then he reached down into his lap and began softly stroking my hair. Which was nice, I admit. But gosh darnit, I still smelled what I smelled.

Fixed it for ya.