In the deep, dark corner of the garden where the sun hits just right, bloomed the tiniest, nastiest little flower you ever did see. He wasn’t like the other blossoms — no, this one was a total cum dump queen. Petals always spread, pollen always sticky, and bees? Babe, they lined up. He didn’t need pollination, he needed validation — and maybe a daisy chain or two. 🌼💦
