Hittin' The Pipe With My Man Jesse

being around me & expecting me to have zero commentary about modern Amerikkka & its minion of fat, ugly, shitty purveyors of the "dream" is like inviting Jesse Jackson over for Sunday brunch & expecting him to never once mention God.

it leaves only one valid pertinent question:  are YOU out of YOUR fucking mind ????

i mean seriously:  what crack are you smoking ??  you would have to be a lazy piece of shit to actually sit around like a useless drone & allow the outside world to sputter along with nothing to say about it.  you may think you're playing some moral high ground but i assure you you mixed it up with the powerless loser card in the deck.

"Guilty men murmur.  The innocent shout to the rafters." (douche bag)

google "blinded by self-serving fallacy" & get back to me chump ====>

if i did not start questioning who the real devils are after each & every scenario like that i would have to be a moron (perhaps just like you).