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So today, I'm getting my fingers all flexed up to do some uninhibited balled-hand rattling at those all-powerful and controlling overlords. You know the ones. Corporate, government, it doesn't matter. People call them "the man." Pfft, we're not scared of some dude in a suit. Do you see us? Yeah, you see us. We're coming for you, and we're going to make your life infinitesimally harder.
Hope you've got exact change ready, 'cause you're about to get served!
I don't know how insults work.
- Boozy Bastards
- When city mayors make a wager over sporting events, they typically put up locally sourced goods as collateral. Perhaps next time, Mr Los Angeles mayor, you should include something in your stack of chips not owned by a huge, multi-national company. Just saying. Although, it is LA, so here's hoping you don't need to worry about such bets for at least a dozen lifetimes. Have I mentioned that I hate LA? I hate LA.
- Taco Trent
- Aging pop starts are just the best for "back in my day" stories. All these bands now are sellouts! Ya hear me! In the nineties, they would have lost all credibility if they sold out to some fast food company. That's why they didn't! Surely, Nine Inch Nails would have resisted a steaming mountain of hot cash if Arby's had come calling for the use of "March of the Pigs" to sell their latest BLT. For sure.
- French Fried
- An awful woman behaved awfully. Hey, let's all point and laugh! Theoretically this drunk/high/ignorant/Trumpite is getting what she deserves by being mocked across social media. So how is this corporate America's fault? It isn't. We're an equal opportunity blame-spreader here. I can shake my fist at society too ya know!
Gosh this was a negative post. Let's turn this bloggy frown upside down, hope for a happier Thursday, and...dance!
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