Sometimes I wonder why its so funny to see a grown man shake a turd out of his pants and kick it away like nobody's gonna find it later. Its such a simple thing yet the layers of complexity, which marry themselves to what is ultimately a ten second experience of voyeurism, must be appreciate for the sum of their parts. Firstly we have a man who has pooped in his pants, arguably funny in and of itself, with all the implied panic that requires split second decision making. Ever gallant our hero, he decides that no turd will slow him down on his trip to pick up groceries and so, like a friend who never texts back, he leaves it behind.

my empress, i wish... i could join you, but i am to simple minded to understand CK 2

It go good, alexandria is our next target!

REE my loli empress! how go the WAR

Ree