Diary of a Bobabird #1 (Patreon)

There’s something mystifying about waking up next to the ocean. Every morning a massive beautiful body welcomes you. Her salty stench enticing you into her moist massaging bosom. Her waves leave an indent on your muscles that make you remember her for days if not weeks on end. I see here as a bipolar girlfriend. When she’s calm, her beauty and serenity is unmatched. When she is wrathful, you’re already dead. Pick and choose the time you love her and only interact with proper safety equipment. She’s been around the world so you definitely want protection but nothing will stop the eventual pinch of the crabs on your corpse when she finally calls you home.

Love,

Taffi