I used to pick the crusty bits from my eyes, nose and toenails and discard them in the same bedroom bin. I woke tonight to find a prickly little creature, that stank of mucus and wax and sweaty feet, choking me to death while it scratched its way down my throat.
Crusty Bits.
I used to pick the crusty bits from my eyes, nose and toenails and discard them in the same bedroom bin. I woke tonight to find a prickly little creature, that stank of mucus and wax and sweaty feet, choking me to death while it scratched its way down my throat.