Rant I

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soulless mindless walking sex-drives hearing nothing but their own words

reverberating inside their heads so loud they think they fill up the world with

their wisdom imaginationless prating slaves corrupt with idleness looking for a

quick laugh arrogant feebleminded wankers thinking they're profound and

attractively opinionated brilliance skimmed from the back of a book no longer in

print two-faced whoring lying expletives shaming their profession self-impressed

non-entities taking up space using up air fucking up dreams beautyless soulless

mindless walking sex-drives

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