It was a stormy morning and the orange haired boy was awoken by the dim light shining through his foggy window. When he pulled back his curtains, he winced at the light and let out a small growl. He knew it was time to get on with his day so he began getting ready. He walked with heavy feet, like bigfoot, to the bathroom. There, he brushed his teeth with a fresh tube of horse manure and knew he'd smell minty fresh for the next woman to stumble into his life. He rinsed of his face with water that as full of lead as flint, michigan. Then, he went back to his bedroom and combed his hair with a small, lice filled comb. He put on his kohls shirt and cargo shorts from walmart and knew he was ready to take on the town.
