The Angry Drunk

A good rant recently from Violent Acres. I too am dis­gusted with the mes­sage that’s dri­ven into us by the fuck-nozzles in the media; not just dur­ing the hol­i­day sea­son, but all fuck­ing year long. “Your worth as a human being is mea­sured soley by how much crap you buy; and the only way to show affec­tion for oth­ers is to buy them crap too.” Want to show your demon-spawn that you don’t really want to drown them in a tub? Why, time for a trip to Mickey fuck­ing D’s. Want to show your bitch that you love her? Don’t actu­ally talk to her, that would be retarded. Instead drop two large on a string of fos­silized coal beads that were scraped out of the ground by slaves and used to fund geno­cide. Seriously, look it the fuck up. To close, here’s a per­sonal annec­dote. I have an aunt and uncle, who make sure every year to send a present. Thing is, that present is a set of over-priced eng­lish muffins from some mail order com­pany…the same fuck­ing muffins every gods damned year. Seriously, when you’ve reduced your

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