but of course i bounced off the air-conditioning unit i had n't exactly , kind of , like , you know , maybe previously noticed before , sitting on the ground below the tower , denting it to exactly my inane size as i landed , rolling , oh god what a long smashed falling role , sprawling arms and legs and soul falling off the busted thing , my stupid head and the sickly grass smelled sweetly emerald green , fresh-mowed , but not yet , as it was n't even mowed today , i knew , as the cracking , crinkling metal screams yaaaaaaawningly roooooooollllllled the pain off , me landing on something so plushy rotten with caked grass and dirt , and so cushily only spongy that it was warm , with good , no , goo , with my goo , for the most horribly frustrated moment of my life i spurted out my very first orgasm , har , but no such luck .