Fuck... talk about spending our fuckin acations doing work. Work which initially you were eager to do, to be a pat of, but once you're in it, you fuckin feel that its really not worth the trouble you take. It's like slave exploitation. Do as your told, without any fuckin difference. Shit, sometimes, I realy feel that I should have just stayed at home, lazed around, had a fun summer.

Oh fuck, did I just blab out more?

Baa Baa Black Dick,
Do you have any sperm?

Yes Ma'am, Yes Ma'am
Two balls firm.

None for my girl, and none for my ex,
All for the horny girl reading this text...

Situation: Your on top of a skyscraper. There's a canine on the road below.

Question: How will you know if the canine is a dog or a bitch?

To quote Steven Tyler,

"There's somethin' wrong with the world today
The light bulb's gettin' dim
There's meltdown in the sky...

If you can judge a wise man
By the colour of his skin
Then mister you're a better man that I..."

Bah, Humbug!

To quote Chuck Schuldiner,

"There will be zero tolerance
For the creator of halsowed intentions
There will be zero tolerance
Fate is your deciding god

Karma comes crashing down
Leaving a very deep scar
Exposing a door to the
Source of a verbal whore
Machines supply the altar
Where virtuous lives are sacrificed
It must be strange to not have lived
So far into existence

This is not a test of power
This is not a game to be lost or won
Let justice be done..."

Are you ready?
Yeah, you think you can tell us what to do?
You think you can tell us what to wear?
You think that your better?
Well you better get ready,
To bow to the masters...
Break it down!

To quote Vinay,

"You don't have to stuff me or swallow up my pride
Pick the pieces of this wreck my fears come to life
You don't have to feed me into the shelf of your rise
Never change to suit your ways, this is who I am...
Fight"

Hang in there...