|I can't be bothered with any of you today.|
You run around the web, with your Mungolian Jet Set inclinations and your general ignorance of all that is actually happening, instead opting to believe that the world will end in 2012 (as if the universe has a time schedule) and creating theories of everything you don't have a clue about. You realise that you are every bit as idiotic as your ancestors who believed that there were giant sea monsters, and that ordinary mortal men were descended from gods, and that spreads high in polyunstaurates were better for you than creamery butter ...
And what is the relevance of our friend in the picture here? None. I make these sometimes when I'm bored. This one was lying around, so I added it. Why do I have to explain myself to you (and why did I even ask that question)???
Please fuck off.
Any friend of Mungolian Jet Set is no friend of mine.
I don't like you ... get over it.
Today is: (just in case you're a moron, or recently thawed out after a cryosleep)