We are the Men of Pause.
No one is up and nothing is f***ed.
F***. I was just outside letting the chickens out for the day, and when I do that I walk in a circle around the coop, shuffling the hay and mulch and (literal) shit on the ground, but I wear Timberland boots, which should protect me. Today I'm walking around and I look up and what do I see but a f***ing snakeskin hanging off the wall. Motherf***er. It must have caught on a nail or something. It wasn't that huge or anything, but the fact that it exists is a nightmare. I have seen a black snake in there before and those f***ers are supposed to eat copperheads, but I don't know that it was a black snake that left this one, and I'm not going to racially profile ANYONE in the Year of Our Lord 2021. The f***ers literally climb the walls. Congratulations, The Devil.
I don't like saying that I'm "shook" in that grammatically incorrect way when I'm shaken, but I am shook.