6 days to calgary

There you are, Shorty. Eyes occupied by a bunch of pixels turned inside out. Just how we like it.

The gopher bandit was right, the hole of fun made it about 2 inches too close, the mammoths drowned in liquid bliss. If you weren't born yesterday, you recognize the faucets. The corpo-sheens, the X's, the cigar smoking birds, the mammas on the sewing machines, the reddard aliens - their tongues busy, as if the pool of raped data was about to dry out.

On the other shore sit the free, the intoxicated, the self obsessed, the victors, fell by the propaganda of a hijacked ideology.

Left shore, right shore, free shore, dollar store, they all prance about, drinking from the very same pool they all piss in.

I see you thinking about that switchblade, but I suppose you already know - silicone doesn't bleed.