Wild Sharks Could Not Drag Me Away Because I Am Not Swimming
Here at Blog.vom, we appreciate enterprise for what it is: a front for slavery!
Wage slavery, fools!
That Willie Nelson, always swimming in whiskey rivers. When will he learn? Probably never, looks like he's drowning. Oh well; there are other country music stars to admonish. WAIT! Damn, he owed me money. Guess I'd bettergo swimmin' and find it...
You know, kids? If I may take time out of my allotted space usually reserved for some type of obscenity in italics, I'd like to tell you something very important: alcohol's bad. Very, very bad. Why, just the other day, Uncle Maurice inserted a stick of dynamite (damn you Nobel and your cursed invention!) into his rectum and lit it. Haven't been the same ever since. Of course, that has absolutely nothing to do with licquor, but if everything did then we'd all be drunk.
There we go, flawless logic.
Wage slavery, fools!
That Willie Nelson, always swimming in whiskey rivers. When will he learn? Probably never, looks like he's drowning. Oh well; there are other country music stars to admonish. WAIT! Damn, he owed me money. Guess I'd bettergo swimmin' and find it...
You know, kids? If I may take time out of my allotted space usually reserved for some type of obscenity in italics, I'd like to tell you something very important: alcohol's bad. Very, very bad. Why, just the other day, Uncle Maurice inserted a stick of dynamite (damn you Nobel and your cursed invention!) into his rectum and lit it. Haven't been the same ever since. Of course, that has absolutely nothing to do with licquor, but if everything did then we'd all be drunk.
There we go, flawless logic.
