Thursday, November 25, 2010

a brave new world, one that lacks any sense of validation or street cred.. Like a baboon complaining amongst the heard of selfless abusers of the king's engrish. Keep your weapons clean and tongues sharp for one will never know when they'll be called upon to fight their founders wars.. Wars over the best seat in the lunch room. The coward drinks his milk under the careful watch of a rivals jealous fits of rage, rich mans problems in a poor world. Painting pictures is a petty fools game trying to escape a literal publishing of random thoughts stitched together in attempt to poke the bear.


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