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I sat next to him for 4 hours on the plane, he smelled like fried hair and liver. On the collar of his shirt were yellow rings, each one a little bigger than the one below. It was then when I realised that he had owned this shirt for quite some time by looking at the freyed stitching, and each yellow ring was a measure of his growth, and the fatter and fatter he got, the wider and higher up on his collar they were placed. After sitting there for a few mins thinking about this huge sweaty guy, and how much he came to resemble an old tree with growth rings to me, I thought "This is probably pretty rude of me" and went back to reading my PC Gamer which I bought at the airport giftshop for 3 dollars more than it was worth. I didn't look back over at the man again until the plane landed, it was then I concluded it had all been a dream, and I awoke in a cold sweat, with rings forming on my new pajamas.
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Crack, you and I are long overdue for a vicious bout of mansex.
~Halx
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