Do you find my thinklings offensive?
Clearly some people do.
I like to tap out these words like a dwarf tapping his little pickaxe in a cave to loosen diamonds, filling each one with all my love for humanity, sheltering under its umbrella of happiness while fucking plastic objects while looking at pictures of someone else fucking plastic objects.
All your lovely little political policies and efforts to keep as many of your kind alive as possible, while behind that you attempt to be the one who has enough food to feed yourself and barter for a fuck.
All this in time to the rhythm of music that you probably have a stronger opinion about than the fact that someone out there has enough money to pay off the Greek national debt without making a noticeable hole in his bank account.
And celebrity is the panacea, curing murderers and paedophiles, ranting bigots and dictators of ...
I don't like you ... get over it.
Today is: (just in case you're a moron, or recently thawed out after a cryosleep)