At the end of a long, hard day at the bakery, weary as he might be, he was always happy to grab his jacket, say goodbye, step cheerfully outside and walk to Dollis Hill underground station, where he usually managed to get about halfway to the platform before loudly and copiously fouling himself.
Tag: weariness
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“Aaaaaahhhhhhheeeeeuuuurrrggggghhhhh,” she uttered in a tone of weary finality, heaving herself off the long, veiny schlong and placing it back on its docking station.