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Sunday, March 23, 2014

World Report: Enough Already

Sunday afternoon before the sheep look up & return to work cheer: There is not a leader, would-be leader or middle manager in any human activity in this hopeless world of shit, pain & terminal boredom that I would not gladly strangle w/ my bare hands & run through a wood chipperslap silly w/ a sapa few times, given the opportunity.

C'mon, hand one of 'em over!

No? Fine. Stay bent over, spread wide & shut up, just as the boss wants you. After all, you'll be dead soon enough & it (& you) won't matter any more. Not that it did when most of you were alive, far as I can tell.
Note to self: Expressions of ennui-induced anger & aggro just as prevalent when typing in the first person singular as plural. Whaddaya know ...
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4 comments:

  1. Big Bad Bald Bastard23 March, 2014 18:55

    Sounds like somebody needs a cookie.

    ReplyDelete
  2. M. Bouffant24 March, 2014 15:08

    Irked & Irky Editor Responds:
    I think you & everybody like you know what they can do w/ that cookie!

    ReplyDelete
  3. Big Bad Bald Bastard24 March, 2014 21:06

    Give it to you?

    ReplyDelete
  4. M. Bouffant26 March, 2014 18:48

    Don't Feed The Editor:
    Reducing cookie intake, so no thanks.

    ReplyDelete

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