The sun sets over a picturesque beach, its dying embers lining the sky, reflecting on the waves licking the soft fluffy white sand rhythmically.
A suntanned young man strolls the water edge, leaving a trail of footsteps, wiped clean as soothing, lulling waves melt his pedal depressions away. Inhaling sea-scented air, he sees a big conch shell. He bends to picks it up and holds it gently to his ear, listening attentively to the sounds. Stunned, he pulls it away from the ear and looks at it in amazement:
- What do you mean - "go fuck yourself"?
Thanks to A.H.
1 hour ago
4 comments:
It could have been worse. He could have heard: Hope and Change
:-D
Oh, Katie, but you are bad ;)
Or, "unemployment be damned, four more years!"
OK. I am starting to get the picture.
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