A Novel Idea
Posted By conetiquette on November 5, 2009
They cannot vote, and for good reason too. Their cold as ice hearts and gnat minded wits cloud their judgement.
Busying themselves with the fineries far too extravagant for their own good, they fuel a deadly arms race.
They are blind, you see, and don’t stop to enjoy the simple things in life, although they’d like you to believe they do.
If I were a forest, they would be the hacking axes and buzzing saws, decimating my lot, and clearing ways for more excess. Waste
And shopping malls.
All in all a terrible creature, driven by one thing.
Any soul who is lucky enough to escape their slender but deadly grasp should declare
Victory.
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