FORCEMASC MANIFESTO
TO THE LADIES WHO WISH TO HAVE MUSTACHES
TO THE GIRLS WHO DREAM OF PEEING STANDING UP
TO THE WOMEN WHO PREFER SHORTER HAIR
TO THE DAUGHTERS WHO WANT TO BE SONS
I WRITE
I CREATE
TO YOUR PRESENT AND FUTURE SELVES
BECOME CHANGE. BECOME NEW.
THERE IS ONLY ONE PERSON WHO CAN MAKE YOU:
THE MAN
THE DYKE
THE FREAK
THE FAGGOT
THAT YOU WERE MEANT TO BE
YOU WILL FIND BROTHERS:
TO DRINK BEER
TO PEE STANDING
TO BREAK STICKS
TO DRIVE FAST
TO HAVE FUN
TO BE ALIVE WITH
OPERATE THE MACHINE THAT IS YOUR BODY
CUT YOUR HAIR
BIND YOUR CHEST
SPREAD YOUR LEGS
WEAR A PACKER
SHOW OFF
AND FUCK WITH NO SHAME
ONE BY ONE WE WILL FIT TOGETHER
THE PEGS AND GROOVES OF LONELY PEOPLE JOINING,
CREATING FRICTION,
A SPANKING-CLANKING SYMPHONY OF THE MAN-SWEAT-BEER-TESTOSTERONE-DICK-MACHINE WE ARE MEANT TO BE.
