You begged your boss not to put up the signs saying the cameras rolled 24/7, or at least not to point them outside the fence, but he refused to listen to reason. As an overnight security guard, you know the weirdos come out at night and, as a former sex line operator, you know a lot of weirdos are just looking for an audience. Now, with and endless stream of recorded video even in the dark of night, the two have come together to form a perfect storm of strange fuckery.
Tonight it’s Thursday. It’s naked-guy-in-a-chicken-mask night. He stays just outside the fence so there’s nothing you can do except watch him helicopter his dick while he strokes the waddle hanging from his rubber mask. What does he even get from that? That rubber can’t feel anything.
Best not to think too hard on it. Hard on it? Hard-on? Damn it. Fuck you, nake-guy-in-a-chicken-mask.