Walking towards the Frisbee, the ground gets muddier and the heat feels even hotter. Maybe it’s the humidity, it’s hard to tell. My feet squish into the mud below me a few times. I can hear the sounds of lots of birds too. At least, I think they’re birds. My right tit is in it’s mouth. My upper lip is in it’s throat. I have to keep my mouth open to breathe the thick humid air. As the snake opens it’s mouth again, I take a deep breath and my head is shoved completely into it’s throat. I’m going to suffocate within the next few minutes. I’ve forgotten at this point that I even have legs, concentrating on the situation of being swallowed alive. “The freebee’s only worth ninety nine cents! It’s not worth risking yourself for even a moment for!”
I start walking towards the Frisbee and respond to my boyfriend with a simple “whatever…” hand gesture. As the snake tightens around my bowels, piss and shit is squeezed out of me like toothpaste from a toothpaste
