I flipped by the evening news last night watching the magix box with the moving people when my undeveloped senses were assaulted by a repulsive sight: Dubya trying to get down .
Misanthropic and unrefined observations of a domesticated evolutionary throwback. Most often found hunting and gathering in his ancestral heights of Upper Manhattan, or in his language "El Alto". Enjoys books and boxing.
Poor, nasty, brutish and short. An unfrozen caveman commentator? Bourgeoisie barbarian? Modern morlock? Cro-magnon critic? Primitive though my brain may be one thing is certain; your world no longer frightens and confuses me...
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add another to your group... our dear president's antics leaves the rest of us "normal" americans with our heads down in shame...
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