Waiting in another corridor
The naked chubster with the CRAB mask sits in another corridor, looking up at the ceiling. There is a blemish, a mark where the decorator casually ignored a mistake, an error, leaving the blemish for all to see. Perhaps thinking few would stand in the corridor with enough time to look about and notice the blemish.
Not a dann thing
The naked chubster with the CRAB mask feels...
