Without a doubt, one of the most bizzare pieces of poetry/prose you’ll ever read about the last thoughts of…well, if you’re PETA inclined, don’t get mad at me. It’s just words.

I think I’ll stop here for now.
Oh god, my balls itch!
Let me just get to this and . . . ahhh!
That’s so much better.
Wait, what’s that coming at me?
It’s really loud and-
Thud!

I think I can make it, I mean I know I’m quick.
Ready . . . Ready . . . no, not yet…
Wait for it, it’s coming.
Now? Now? No, not now.
Yes, now!
Go, Go, Go, Go!
Stop, go! Now wait, which way?
Hurry, hurry, hurry, wait-what’s that-
Thud!

Come on, we can do it here.
Yes, I really want to do it here!
Oh yes, Oh yeah, that feels good.
Just a little more . . . oh yes, do it Baby!
I’m coming, I’m coming, here I come!
Wait, what’s that light-
Thud, Thud!

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