i can't even stand to watch people in restaurants laughing, having fun, enjoying life. their pitiful happiness sickens me. and on tv, do people really live like this? is this all a joke? do we raise kids to believe in baywatch, canned laughter, jenny jones? stupid fish white housewives straining their flabby legs together with suzanne somers's thighmaster? she helped create the dumb blonde stereotype and now she's a fucking infomercial folk hero hawking a worthless contraption that sounds like a porno movie or an aerosmith song. fuck blind consumerism. stupid people deserve what they get. they'd buy shirts that say "i'm fucking stupid" if cindy crawford told them it was cool. i'd love to kill all of them, but I'd be doing them a favor. the worst punishment i can give them is to let them wake up every morning and lead their stupid fucking lives, let them raise their stupid fucking children in their stupid fucking homes, and, of course, make a record called Antichrist Superstar, which will annoy and destroy each and every one of them. fuck you. fuck me. the world spreads its legs for another fucking star.
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