The champions of deception are ruling the planet. Assume that you're wrong in accusing anybody obvious for the problems we face. 
Brian Mulroney gave 16 million dollars to an arms dealer in 1997. Then add another two million dollars of taxpayers money paid for the court hearing before he finally admits to it on June 1st, 2010.
18 million road building, cancer fixing, poverty solving, oil spill recovering dollars is spent on this devious action that was filed late and claimed to the CRA by Mulroney months before this trial existed and not before. When asked why there was 16 million dollars withdrawn and put in to a safety deposit box in cash, he simply answers: "Talk to my lawyer".
I mean, why does he have to pay for arms anyways... See? Deception. He's an amputee and he tells no one. Don't trust your leaders.
The reason why I bring this up is because our enemies have never made themselves obvoius. Your run-of-the-mill cloth wearing terrorist is a blue collar person probably trying to keep his family alive, while getting weapons that are over-priced, from someone who bought them from an arms dealer, who was funded by a sneaky little politician put in power by your naivity and neglect.
Speaking of naive, did you know that 'naive' spelled backwards is 'evian'? Think of that next time you're buying a bottle of what(?)er (water). (perenthesis).
In 2006, the world consumed 98.9 million metric tonnes of pork meat. That, of course, is 218 trillion, or so pounds. The average pig is 200 pounders. So... basically the world ate one billion, 90 million, one hundred and eighty-five thousand, eight hundred and eighty six... and a half pink, muddy, pudgy fuckers.
That's in 2006. There's probably a 5 percent increase in consumption every year. Now in 2002... there were only 939 million yummy pigs that were accounted for. We keep eating these little curly tailed, vagina-coloured critters that don't even EXIST!
What's you're bacon made out of then? Well, cannibals say pigs taste the most like juicy ethnic child meat than anything else, so maybe there's some dead kids mixed with a little pork rind action. Just saying really. I mean, they don't hesitate to feed chickens to chickens and pigs to pigs right? That's how they get so much 'nutrition' (disease). And they're not stupid enough to TELL them.
So next time you're eating a BLT, ask yourself if it's actually a tasty "Body of a Lebanese Toddler". And then answer: "Naah, I trust the global economic sustainability of the world to be moral and ethical in these times of lost product and lack of resources".
Cheers. Here's to a generation of drinkers fighting to tolerate themselves. A lovely, specific generation keen on flooding their schedule with other drinkers validating something other than loneliness. Everyone slowing down each other's paths to independance and individuality. We don't mean to do this to each other. Just ourselves.
Of course we're scared of our power. We have no choice but to butter up our goals and ideas and fry em up with a piece of conviction cheese in the middle of it. We mostly feel guilty for our power because other's resent it. Or at least we think so. Our assumptions of other people's opinions are always worse than the people's actual thoughts of us.
Because they have none.
I mean if they weren't self absorbed, they'd be absorbed in you. Or at least absorbed in alcohol. And that's codependance. So next time you just want to relax and have a drink with your friends, stop deceiving yourself in to thinking it's fun. It's a task. A task made of prolonging the obvious. We die alone.
So long suckers!
interiority complex
18 million road building, cancer fixing, poverty solving, oil spill recovering dollars is spent on this devious action that was filed late and claimed to the CRA by Mulroney months before this trial existed and not before. When asked why there was 16 million dollars withdrawn and put in to a safety deposit box in cash, he simply answers: "Talk to my lawyer".
I mean, why does he have to pay for arms anyways... See? Deception. He's an amputee and he tells no one. Don't trust your leaders.
The reason why I bring this up is because our enemies have never made themselves obvoius. Your run-of-the-mill cloth wearing terrorist is a blue collar person probably trying to keep his family alive, while getting weapons that are over-priced, from someone who bought them from an arms dealer, who was funded by a sneaky little politician put in power by your naivity and neglect.
Speaking of naive, did you know that 'naive' spelled backwards is 'evian'? Think of that next time you're buying a bottle of what(?)er (water). (perenthesis).
50% chance of bacon.
In 2006, the world consumed 98.9 million metric tonnes of pork meat. That, of course, is 218 trillion, or so pounds. The average pig is 200 pounders. So... basically the world ate one billion, 90 million, one hundred and eighty-five thousand, eight hundred and eighty six... and a half pink, muddy, pudgy fuckers.
That's in 2006. There's probably a 5 percent increase in consumption every year. Now in 2002... there were only 939 million yummy pigs that were accounted for. We keep eating these little curly tailed, vagina-coloured critters that don't even EXIST!
What's you're bacon made out of then? Well, cannibals say pigs taste the most like juicy ethnic child meat than anything else, so maybe there's some dead kids mixed with a little pork rind action. Just saying really. I mean, they don't hesitate to feed chickens to chickens and pigs to pigs right? That's how they get so much 'nutrition' (disease). And they're not stupid enough to TELL them.
So next time you're eating a BLT, ask yourself if it's actually a tasty "Body of a Lebanese Toddler". And then answer: "Naah, I trust the global economic sustainability of the world to be moral and ethical in these times of lost product and lack of resources".
Keep drinking away your luck.
Of course we're scared of our power. We have no choice but to butter up our goals and ideas and fry em up with a piece of conviction cheese in the middle of it. We mostly feel guilty for our power because other's resent it. Or at least we think so. Our assumptions of other people's opinions are always worse than the people's actual thoughts of us.
Because they have none.
I mean if they weren't self absorbed, they'd be absorbed in you. Or at least absorbed in alcohol. And that's codependance. So next time you just want to relax and have a drink with your friends, stop deceiving yourself in to thinking it's fun. It's a task. A task made of prolonging the obvious. We die alone.
So long suckers!
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