They say our greatest fear is terror these days.
Bullshit.
Things have always exploded. It’s been one of the world’s traditions ever since the Chinese decided to get creative. Hell, the Greeks also probably came up with something explosive. In fact, nearly every culture’s found a way to make something go pop. Even the lazy ones who didn’t probably got hit by asteroids. They go bang.
Get the fuck over it.
Death shouldn’t be your fear… Christ no… Life’s far more frightening a concept. Don’t you people get it? Death isn’t one of those things that can go badly or can go well. Sure, the build up can suck… but the main event? It only comes in one flavour.
So don’t worry about it… you’re going to get it anyway and it’s going to have no effect on the end result. Just lube up and slip-slide your way downhill like the rest of us. Ohhhh yeaaah.
Oh, if you’re reading this and thinking that none of this applies to you… It does you arrogant fuckhole.
Yeah, I called you on it bitch.
It’s time for me to drop my trousers and cockslap you with the schlong of truth.
I’ll put it simply: The harder people try to be nice… The more of an utter cock they are. Let’s all agree: Conscious effort towards anything makes people so insufferable that you’ll desire their death.
The harder they try, the sooner they’ll die…
William Wordsworth
People who try are bad enough. People who are convinced they’ve already achieved a level of easy-going niceness are why undetectable poisons are sorely needed.
Let’s boil this motherfucker down right now… You dig?
Part One: Hippies.
Part Two: Goths.
Part Three: Happy Breeders.
Part Four: Pandas
Part Five: Students.
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