Monday 13 October 2014

What can I Do?

The existential question of my generation. As it turns out I spilled all my  tax dollars quarantining a better life into a dessert. The only joy I can take is they do not have a pension as well, sand parasites who do not under any circumstance wish us well. So these desperate dweller upon who I have exponent trillion need more help to defeat a organization of cave men. I once again defy the logical retort because of the oil man who greases my existence.

I am lappiing my pool in petro dollars 
the overflow
is light crude
better then the 
Russia Worst.

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