I’m a sensitive soul, though I seem thick-skinned. And it hurt that my friends never stood down wind.
when he was a young warthog
WHEN I WAS A YOUNG WARTHOGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG
he found his aroma lacked a certain appeal, he could clear the savannah after every meal
AND OHHH THE SHAME!
HE WAS ASHAMED
Thought of changing my name!