It was a warm summer night. Gale and I had eaten the rotting carcass of a squirrel we found and washed it down with some lake water. Ohhhhhhhh! Our anniversary was blessed. As we laid down on rocks warmed by our campfire we built from dung and twigs we looked into the other’s eyes, well, I lost one hunting a wolf. But we looked at one another lust in our hearts and tapeworm too.

We quietly shat one another until we reached completion.

Fin