I imagine that, in the Animal Kingdom, being neutered is a lot like being a virgin: something you're okay with, but not okay enough to tell your buddies about on street corners in the cool of the evening while you snoop around for uneaten tuna.
If anyone can figure out what I was going for with this one, tell me I'd like to know! It reminds me of freeverse poetry and Jazz... only stupid.
Life just wouldn't feel complete without hatred.
Been watching a lot of HBO's The Wire lately. Also, the word "fuck" is utilized at least once herein so, if you don't like the word "fuck," maybe you shouldn't read this one.
