Heh-heh. As much as I'm tired with idiots, I can also surely loathe them "on how it's ALL my fault as the world has become a sh*tty place and how I tricked them in my own peculiar schizophrenic way to make this happen so NOW, all of a sudden, the Prime Minister himself has discovered that he's been a VICTIM all along: "Yes! It's this man's fault and, surprise, surprise, he's behind it all! Don't you believe us, please? Feel a little pity with us?"" ("Please, don't punish us too hard because we finally got to win the prize for making the World a sh*tty place? No?")
Yes, you can call me John Rambo (and the secret agent with a red shoe)...
(I must admit, incredibly enough, that much of these idiots is laughable!!! Hah, they're idiots down to their last atom in their unique right! Hmmph... I've addressed this before and I really shouldn't, but today has been a little stressful! Huh, personal cleanliness...)
Formally written somewhere else, publically, at 10/06/2011 06:51:00 PM CEST.
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Saturday, 8 October 2011
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