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guts and garters

It's all fun and games until someone loses molecular cohesion.

Friday, August 24, 2001

When I come up against blind intolerance, bigotry even, it leaves an unpleasant taste my mouth. My naivety shows though as I can't believe there are still people in the world who think it is acceptable to say and do things like that. Acceptable to despise someone for who they associate with, or love, or worship, or are descended from.

Maybe it makes me just as bad, but... You pompous, arrogant, self-fucking-righteous bastards will get what is coming to you. You will die alone, reviled, buried under the heaped-up shit you dealt out with a sneer. Use a little bit of sodding intelligence, you fascist fuckwits. Think for two seconds and maybe, just maybe, you can overcome your towering stupidity, and reverse my vitriolic disgust.

Yeah, see; I just despise people for the things they say and do.

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