Death, Have you ever questioned the meaning of your own life?
Um, No... Not Really.
I mean, we live down here. Toiling day after day, trying to make other people miserable, while we do nothing to better our own lives. I feel meaningless.
...
Dammit Frank, shut up. Whenever you forget to take your prozac, you always become a philospher.
The writer is out of ideas today, due to a nasty stomach flu... So today will be a very special episode written by the suppressed voices in the back of his head!
I am an american stereotype.
I am a middle eastern stereotype.
Let us make sweet sweet love to open the world to global equality.
Yes. Let us do so.
Somewhere in Canada...
"Oh yes! Feel the social doors breaking open! OH! BREAKING!"