That’s not bad, I’ve just been rubbing myself with dirt and soot for fridays. Keep a jar of dandruff beside me to constantly sprinkle fresh flakes onto my shoulders. Avoid wiping after a good shit. Maybe find some randos to help me decorate my black pants with streaks and flows of crusty cum. But there’s no dedication from anyone else, the best I’ve seen is some coke nose and tear lines from the office’s recent widow. It bothers me that I feel like I’m the only filthy casual.