Turkey Sloth
a person who walks around with aids dripping from their neck with dopey f-cked up legs and feet thinking their amazing. in reality they don’t realise that although there is only one of them known to mankind, that everyone wants to shoot it in the neck.
they strut about like s-ssy f-ckers but don’t worry they are not aggressive just trying to be a sl-t like past times, amongst doing nothing but sl-tting and sleeping in random places.
“mate, did you see that, does that thing even make sense!?”
“oh yeah look, a turkey sloth, i swear she was in my mates flats yesterday morning”
“sure he’s still alive!? thing looks lethal”
“yeah she gave him aids he’s now sprouting feathers”
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