dear paper plates of the future diary,
thank goodness the fate of mankind does not rest at the feet of the heroes amongst us, for we weak people would be fucked. seeing the wicked rise will make the poor man stumble as he runs. nothing interests me more than watching the blunders of the the righteous, for there are plenty. if the unibomber blew ADM up today, would i still have time to get breakfast at mcdonalds? see, i cant write that. the FBI will be serving me my breakfast in a secure compound. i know nothing. i really don't. i ask many questions to which i get no answers. i need to get a thick roast at the meat market. in the mood for french onion soup again is where i'm finding myself today and with only one single pound of the good sausage left, i'll prolly make biscuits and gravy in the near future.
thank goodness the fate of mankind does not rest at the feet of the heroes amongst us, for we weak people would be fucked. seeing the wicked rise will make the poor man stumble as he runs. nothing interests me more than watching the blunders of the the righteous, for there are plenty. if the unibomber blew ADM up today, would i still have time to get breakfast at mcdonalds? see, i cant write that. the FBI will be serving me my breakfast in a secure compound. i know nothing. i really don't. i ask many questions to which i get no answers. i need to get a thick roast at the meat market. in the mood for french onion soup again is where i'm finding myself today and with only one single pound of the good sausage left, i'll prolly make biscuits and gravy in the near future.
