The Honey Monster

Almost every time I look out my only semi private window (that has a net curtain) a woman across and to the right opens her patio door and comes out onto her patio wearing her night gown. A coincidence would mean it happened twice but it happens almost every time. Now this ain’t no supermodel who deludedly thinks she has something that due to enforced state isolation I may desperately want. No this is one of these fat greedy people (that I talk about) who will do absolutely anything for enough money to buy her next cream cake. She reminds me of the honey monster from horrible adverts of my youth. It also shows the high level of state surveillance that I am under as you can’t see through a net curtain with the naked eye. It also goes to show how desperate these fucking criminals are getting.

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