A Question for Scientists.
For an incisive critique of our fast-paced and ever-changing modern world, I direct you to this fellow,
Mr Big Dumb Bag of Meat, and his wistful essay on job dissatisfaction, yeast and the lamentable state of public signage, "A Question for Scientists."
PLUS, it is over one fucktillion degrees today, and some fucker tries to race me, plus they have this sign that says "Trucks Trucks Trucks" or something, plus when I go to work, it says on this one bridge "PREACH," and on the way home, it says "SLUTS."
I forgot what I was going to say. Oh, yeah. So then, also, today I am next to a WATER RENTAL TRUCK. WATER RENTAL TRUCK. FUCK YOU, WATER RENTAL TRUCK!!! FUCK!!! YOU!!!