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Can't forget Miss Grundy.
ARRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!
Did ya have to wake me up from my nap? I mean, whaddaya want to do here, depress me?
It seems that each day or so brings a little joy, and a lot of woe. I feel like Fox Mulder sometimes... "I want to believe!" I have a fingernail's hold on the hope that all will be well, but the abyss of inevitability yawns wide and hungry below me.
We'll be fighting in the streets
With our children at our feet
And the morals that they worship will be gone
And the men who spurred us on
Sit in judgement of all wrong
They decide and the shotgun sings the song
Say it ain't so!
Great work, nb. That this guy gets a paycheck ultimately underwritten by us is the added insult.