Thursday, February 14, 2008
Seeing Red
Valentine's day is communist. All I see is red. It finally makes sense to me. I would love to paint the head of Joseph Stalin on every damned one of those fat baby cherubs ornamenting each F'ing window I passed this morning. Well this is the McCarthy scare of 2008, baby. You won't see me at our Valentine's day potluck. I'm rebelling!!!!
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Good, I hope you don't come b/c we don't want you at our potluck you freakin grinch. "ohhh wahhh it's sooo hard to be a negative nonconformist jerk on every holiday, whahhh".
This is what I don't get, you get fed really good food for NOTHING and you want to whine and moan about it b/c you feel like it's a big freakin chore to pick up two bottles of pop??? Seriously there are worse things. nerd
Oh Katie, this isn't about soda, or food. It's so much bigger than that. You can't hide from the revolution.
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