|
"Indian, indian, what did you die for? Indian says: 'Nothing'." --Jim Morrison _____________________________________ Hey McCall, instead of sitting on your ass all day and plaguing us with your petty grouse, why don't you do something useful-- shove your fecal tongue back up your hole where it belongs until you find the gumption to put your welfare check where your mouth is. Leave the RAT list alone. We are neither ready nor deserving of your unbridled sagacity. We are but children in the concentration camp that is you. What you should be doing, or have done at least, and I hate you and your kind for not stepping up, is blowing this sad ass nation to smithereens. Where were you at the new year you anarchist? Oh, by the way, I think I'm falling in love with you. Tell Mullin that I am indeed very stressed- my chest is swelling with anxiety- and tell him that I'm jealous that the two of you are so close now. I hear you're sleeping together. |