Flesh & Bones

The other day I was walking to my bf in MidValley Megamall. While I was on my way, I pass along a perfume booth, you know, those setup in the courts as if for exhibition, but NOT. And these kinda things, they usually hire especially stylish, if not extraordinarily good-looking (or gorgeous), people as promoters. My eyes were caught by a very dashing one; body fit white shirt, stylish pants, and well done hair, all that a person like me would envy for the rest of his life. But then, at that very moment of exalted adoration, my vision was struck by a weirdest visualization of not my imagination. That god in white raiment had suddenly become naked! Of course, that would certainly have my cock all standing up, but NO, that wasn't the outcome!

That dashing prince was not only stripped of his stylish clothes, but also his hair and skin! His flesh and veins were all exposed! Everybody please say, "eeeEEEwww". And then, not even after a second of my reaction for utter disgustion, I was bombarded with the sight of his flesh and veins being stripped from his bones! At last, all that is left of that mortal god in white was his bones, and the skeleton was serving highly chemically induced substance, which could kill your brain cells and olfactory gland, to an unsuspecting middle-income ignorant consumer doomed to be deceived by the perfume manufacturer with their deceitful marketting gimmick by using more-than-good-looking people as promoters.

Ohmigawd, to my horrendous realization!!! After that, all I could see in the hallways of the mall was flesh and bones purchasing objects unneeded in exchange for the money they had earned with the labor that costs more than what it is paid. It was a sad, sad, sad day for me window shopping in this building of which is the hallmark of human ignorance and a monument to humanity's greatest cause of suffering and pain, Consumerism.

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