Imbeciles and Morons Alike

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It is not for me to lie about these current circumstances. I may not even remember what I have written upon this page and may tear it out of its home although to burn it without any recognition of it being written may-hap be a better choice. You see these unmentionables are often such a bore and have done what no other could in my opinion. It would not in any time and place be much of a help if they were to leave me alone for the time being or all together. To see their despicable appearance is truly awful and a terrible reminder of the poverty that some may have to endure. It is not in my will or any for that matter to even look upon such disgust. 

It is no wonder that the creator would make his home so far off from such instruments that are not worthy to be in the same vicinity as a clipped toenail from off my smallest toe. Perhaps I am being too unkind to such wretched worms, but I must in all be honest about my experiences in such a place that I wish I no longer had the privilege to reside. If you have not understood in full my reader, the last sentence was sarcasm to the highest degree. Do they not understand that something so beautiful to behold such as myself should be held in high esteem? Like a painting most rare and gentle to touch, my very frame should not be looked upon or be touched at any point in time. Do you not know that these idiots at varying points and times have called these physicians as if they knew me better than my very self?

 It would be better for I, this young master to take on the cloak of a doctor and parade the streets with utensils in tow to better the health of these earwigs. Even without an education my hands would fair better than these numbskulls that would not be capable to find their way out of a seated chair. Does it not surprise you to know such fool could believe in any way, shape or form that their pea sized brains could understand even the most minuscule task of that of an accountant? It should not be to your surprise that by trade I am an accountant and even though I have hired another to help with finances I truly do not need such help.

 It is ordered by those tyrants in office that all wealthy should have another hold their accounts, accountable. If it were not so I would gladly take care of my own affairs and leave these wretched, false kings with less then anything they should deserve. It would truly be a joy to be free of their most devilish ways as they only wish to absorb what my dear parents and I have so painstakingly acquired through hard work and much suffering. I shall depart from this for some time and may erase such writings in the chance that some official may read these notes and cause a stir amongst the elite of the slums near my home. I grow tired of this filth.

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