Biting Life in Eat Sized Chunks

Once upon a time I understand the men and women of this so-called human race were virile, fecund, lush of womb and testicle and procreated like their survival depended upon it, and it did, back then. With time and such little effort, they copulated without a care or a thought to encumbrances due to an excessive abundance of resource, varied fare of receptacle and stick, and of bountiful provender and refreshment in fruit ripe or barely so, plucked with great abandon, cherries popped with the shout and pomp of uncorking of champagne bottles at a ball and they proceeded to choke the earth full of their mostly proscribed offspring. [click to continue…]

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