I've found myself surrounded by idiots, lately. I would like to stomp their heads and make brain paste all over the sidewalk, but in my mind I realize that certain governing authorities in some countries would consider this illegal, including the one I currently reside in, unless I'm getting paid for it, then, it's okay.
I am doing my best to lose these surroundings, and these morons with it, but I find that in order to subtract the moron, I must understand the moron, and then make brain-paste.
Screw the morons.
Let them figure it out.
I just wish they'd keep the hell away from me.
They're good to drink with.
No they're not.
But that brain-paste sure is fun.
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