kid learns newton’s third law of motion

~circa 1999, a hot summer’s day~

my brother just sprayed lemon febreze onto a pile of shit on the alley street. believe me when i say that the resulting sense attack was a coordinated desert storm of foul smell, lightning strikes, burnt nose hairs and a wild vortexes setting course the smell wafting in the air molecules holy shit how the fuck it get worse?!

a poem by YUN
artwork by the animators of Pokemon: Sun & Moon