Haiku Fridays

all week my friend Doug from work has been talking about going into the
men's room and being hit by the colossal stench of a coworkers duce.

he was a ground zero when it was unleashed, this Haiku Friday is dedicated
to him...

evil incarnate
from the bowels of Satan
that shit really stunk

don't know what he ate
a sardine and prune smoothie?
I see paint peeling

stink title is lost
jealousy, thy name is Doug
(he has poo envy)

exile