When I was a young man a buddy and I were staying in a little dump next to a nice motel. Occasionally we’d sneak over there, pretend to be guests, and lounge around their swimming pool. One day we spied a couple of good looking babes sitting on lounge chairs and we walked over and asked them if they’d mind if we joined them . . . https://www.wordsfortheday.com/index.php/2019/08/dead-flies-stink-2/