Smell Like Shit

“Gloriously tall and loyal food giver, why oh why do you smell like a buffet when you come home to feed me everyday?” – Simba

“Please stop licking me. Thank you. Well Simba, the melange of scents that I carry home begins from the sun. I love it, I am a lizard. Northern winters, more than miss it. And it makes…me…sweat!” – Moi

“What’s a sweat?” – Simba

“The salty flavor, stop licking me! The only shade at my job is in the Pooh Dat, that’s the…complex flavor. STOP licking me.” – Moi

“Yum, can we get a Pooh Dat?” – Simba

“No. Work hard, play hard. Ten hours in the swamp deserves a big ass plate of buttery crabs. That’s been my favorite food for as long as I can remember.” – Moi

“I like the Pooh Dat.” – Simba

“OK good chat.” – Moi

The video is not my style, but the words play in my head as I sweat profusely from 6 am until 4:30 pm everyday (except for Sunday).

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