There are, it seems, unfortunate side-effects to modern life. We drink and smoke and drink and work and smoke and work and drink ad nauseum. But another, more frightening and stomach-twisting, scrotum carving side-effect is the tendency to wax romantic, to totter on the edge of vulgarity, and suddenly descend... into medocrity.
If nothing can be done to save one's self from such a fate, then one has the moral obligation to end one's miserable existence. So let us eat cake and worship ourselves.
It beats the hell out of dyin'
Thought for the Day (TD): If we are not liberators, what then shall we be?
Stupid Thought for the Day (STD): Can you get fat from eating carrots (i.e. nothing special, no grease, no frying, no injections full of pig's blood, nothin'; just plain, ol' carrots)?
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