Aah How Great the Taste of Water

Aah... how great the taste of water... After lounging in bed until late morning/early afternoon we (the missus and I) felt restless as garden variety buffoon or think chrysalis itching to escape encased within cocoon nevertheless, she mustered hubby long since retired dragoon late morning/early after light clothing he must post haste festoon he protested against testing comfort zone merely donning galloon his self conscious morphology declaimed repeating honeymoon embarrassing circumstance, when caricature artist accentuated pitiful spindle shanks published front page see national lampoon most recent issue or possibly toothpick legs ought be printed June a boot six days hence excluding counting Memorial Day 2020 whereby barenaked ladies (spouse included) unwittingly ironically, farcically, and comically forced skinny dipping under full moon after newly bride & groom pledged troth unwittingly nudist beach entered momentarily devoid of swimmers, who suddenly at noon witnessed madding crowd momentarily oblivious to laughingstock, one after another burst out guffawing (at my expense) at picayune sorry/lame excuse for male adult *****sapiens peculiar physique courtesy anorexia nervosa (when thirteen years old), I caused ruin permanently stunting psychological and physical characteristics, for better part of existence (mein kampf) uttered lamentable tune. Absolute zero self worth (the big goose egg) matter of fact will state being earnest and frank going on walk thru Schwenksville thought person in every passing vehicle (quite brisk traffic) rill lee mocked appearance when espying long haired pencil neck geek fortunately blessed with few gray strands deliberately colored via quill to ad some convincing heft to boyish good looks, though mill stone metaphor linkedin with living little approaching over hill soon petering into becoming old and senile, nope never got fill of teenage romance, I started dating during early twenties deterrents to integrate among including sounding think duckbill nasal honking, and even hot spell temps spiking high eighties/ low nineties dressed head to foot ready for big chill, especially cuz dehydration less likely.