...I think about the last time they shit, the last time they farted, what the last meal they ate was, and what it will smell like when it leaves the holy reservoir, what their butt print would look like if i spread their ass cheeks and put a piece of paper in between it and squeezed them onto it. I wonder if women think this, too, when they see my ass as I walk by them, do they wonder if I just farted when I walk by? Or, while they're working at the check out stand, for their 8-hour shift, does their butt-rott start to really creep up on them, like a trucker's swamp ass after a 12 hour long-haul?...