Wednesday, September 20, 2023

Two anuses; one universe.

Aurelius, the Good Emperor, that is, spoke of laws, and that laws mark towards a man's chief concerns; such is the trappings of government, that we sew our on foolscap--the subject dovetails into the topic of my own posterior, my buttocks, a subject of which I know so well as to be the chief to write about it--why, I know no other subject as well, in fact.

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