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Monday, September 6, 2010
The city of Solipsism
For the cute little girl who asked me to shut of my engine in the drive thru the other night... what are you fighting for?
6 days ago my old car broke down on the Bedford Highway at 4:30 a.m. Trying to push it onto the curb before rush hour by myself should have prompted anyone living by christianity's creeds to lend a hand; but from the 35 of you that drove by, all I got were horns and birds for being in your lane. Who cares right? Buy a new car looser.
So I did that 3 days ago, although I could hardly afford the expense, and today someone smashes it in the golf course parking lot without leaving so much as a trace of themselves, only the thousand dollar repair bill. So don't ask me to inconvenience myself anymore for the environment and the sake of our so called humanity, for it's already dead, and I am hereby disbanding from your self-righteous crusade. —FoulFox
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