Be Careful What You Piss For

on 08/08/2014 at 9:03 pm It’s disgusting, of course. I am disgusting. I think that again and again as I refill my idiotically large cup at a Burger King soda fountain, somewhere just south of Miami. If it hadn’t taken so long to get through immigration, I wouldn’t be reduced to this, but after three hours of staggering towards the man with the stamp, anything will do.