Belts and me don't mix, yo. They're biased towards people with actual waists, as opposed to people of my build who have more of an. . . equator. Mmmmyeah.
I'm afraid of Americans. Bwah ha ha, fear my obscure reference to a David Bowie song! But in all seriousness. America's still America, there's nowhere I'd feel safer right now, but one must admit the situation is getting troubling. My parents keep talking about how much it's like the McCarthy era, what with innocent people being blacklisted for the most benign of things, the government controlling all information. . . WTF are we living in, the Stone Age?
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Step right up and shoot pasties off the nipples of a ten-foot bull dyke! Win a cotton candy goat!
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