this morning #246.

this morning, love was in the air & it stank to high heavens. he couldn’t quite pinpoint what it was but it reminded him of something from his high school days, a time when love often spoiled so quickly that you didn’t realize it until you’d already taken a hearty taste of it. cupid had been using him as target practice for years now but something felt different this time. it was as if that little diapered bastard had started dipping his arrows in toxic waste, polluting his relationship with his latest love interest. because of that winged twerp’s chicanery, now he had to work extra hard on this special day. if he didn’t, he be burdened with having to work even harder for every day after that.