the thing of it was, it had been standing. right there, right in front of everyone, standing and completely unabashed about it. like an erection on a monkey. a completely buck naked monkey with testicles the size of two walnuts put together and a raging hard-on ready for some savage primate action. that’s how it was, that’s how far out there it was with everyone looking at it. and it seemed to get even bigger the more it noticed people noticing it. talk about ego tripping, like a fat man bursting his cheeks into a wet balloon, that sick wet whoosh sound and the balloon filling up. it was filling up like that standing right there and i swear i was on my tippy toes trying to get out of there. it was becoming ridiculous. between these two metaphors of the fat man and a horny monkey, it was literally all i could stand and i had to find a chair to sit down. to sit down and, i have to admit, admire it for what it was and what it was becoming. i’d let it fill the room until someone burst my bubble, but i had plenty of time before that happened. plenty of time at all.