thanks, thanks, thanks. Pro active douchebags always overshadowing me! Well versed! I saw a well versed talk show host, talk to his guests about the hypocrisy of Marx. He used to be a fat fuck but now he’s constantly sweating and losing weight. He used to be a fat fuck and now he gets himself aroused when he opens his mouth. And there’s a family of gypsy musicians living in his mouth. He once tried a mid-eastern dish but it left a weird after taste, he can’t seem to get rid off. As I’m writing this down I realise I stole all my ideas from an asian cartoon made in 1986. 

A now robotically archaïch doctor was appointing people their professions, lovers and children based on the shape of their face and eyes. Whilst a now bigoted robot doctor was feeling sad for the lower classes of the world, simultaneously feeling sad for itself and the hypocrisy it was made in. 

There's an asian kid missing, I saw it on one of those posters in the supermarket. 

Too bad they all look alike, except in front of the shiny white nightshop counters. Still the only thought in his head was to be mediocre, to not just be some yellow goo spilled out of a smashed bug on the white canvas. But a carbon copy of that exact shade of white. "who cares!" he would say "who cares that the grass is supposedly even more white across the pond".           

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