The (provincial) government gave me moneys today. Who's eating this week?
Speaking of which, the frigger heading Canada's government is receiving colloquial beckons from a stupid little rich kid.
The summit for elites and afternoon tea is coming to Huntsville in 2010! I miss the smell of teargas. I miss the fear of getting beaten. Man, I miss the '60s. Nowadays everyone's a bona fide flagsucker.
If I were an American, I'd be a corporation. Great welfare system, legal immunity--seriously what more could a person want? It sucks to be a citizen these days. Typically citizens are only free from the bondage of the constitution when they're chained to the ceilings at Guantanamo. Or registered in the military. Corporate personhood is clearly the way to go.
"This is a full-blown state-sponsored disaster" -- Kowalski, in response to Goliath being stolen from his own room.
Response: "State-sponsored disaster" is now my new catch phrase. But really, I sympathize with your maladie du coeur, a most natural consequence from this act of terrorisms.
L'envoi (the crux lies herein)
The drug man of truth, Hunter S. Thompson, is the object of study in the documentary, Gonzo. I am throwing a hissy fit of delight.
Showing posts with label Fear? I know not fear. There are only moments of confusion. Some of them are deeply stamped on my memory and a few will haunt me forever. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Fear? I know not fear. There are only moments of confusion. Some of them are deeply stamped on my memory and a few will haunt me forever. Show all posts
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