Jim had always thought that the phrase “shit rolls downhill” was completely figurative in nature.
Yet as he squatted at the top of the hill, Jim learned that he had been wrong all these years. And it completely changed his view of the world.
He watched as it plopped along, as it descended downward towards the plains below, tumbling haphazardly and grotesquely yet still somehow maintaining a semblance of elegance, as if it were dancing between all those blades of grass.
It was only his first day camping, Jim realized, and he had a lot to learn about the world.