State of the Union 2004
My mind is slowly deteriorating. I fear that soon the hypnogerms shall win their battle for control of my exoskeleton and I shall be standing in traffic wearing a football helmet, a kilt, and covered in my own feces, screaming obscenities at the face raping bats swarming about me. If I do not transmogrify this plane of existence into one more to my supreme satisfaction, I swear on the Necronomicon that I will unleash my army of sinister attack robots upon the unsuspecting populace. 8 bit Nintendo and copious amounts of internet porn are no longer going to be enough to satiate my deviant mind. No amount of Mexican jumping beans will stop me from my ultimate goal of world domination- either that or gainful employment in a creative industry- I am a Jew banker... and not even one of the apocryphal 5 Jew bankers who rule the world from aboard the Death Star of David. I am a zombified cassette tape which has been preprogrammed into my own Orwellian nightmare of tranquil submission and obedience. And by Tiamat, every fiber of my existence screams out for something more before my million dollar brain turns to rotten mush and I become a victim of my own Pinnochio trap via powerful untruths I cast towards myself each day. Carpe Lunaticus.
My mind is slowly deteriorating. I fear that soon the hypnogerms shall win their battle for control of my exoskeleton and I shall be standing in traffic wearing a football helmet, a kilt, and covered in my own feces, screaming obscenities at the face raping bats swarming about me. If I do not transmogrify this plane of existence into one more to my supreme satisfaction, I swear on the Necronomicon that I will unleash my army of sinister attack robots upon the unsuspecting populace. 8 bit Nintendo and copious amounts of internet porn are no longer going to be enough to satiate my deviant mind. No amount of Mexican jumping beans will stop me from my ultimate goal of world domination- either that or gainful employment in a creative industry- I am a Jew banker... and not even one of the apocryphal 5 Jew bankers who rule the world from aboard the Death Star of David. I am a zombified cassette tape which has been preprogrammed into my own Orwellian nightmare of tranquil submission and obedience. And by Tiamat, every fiber of my existence screams out for something more before my million dollar brain turns to rotten mush and I become a victim of my own Pinnochio trap via powerful untruths I cast towards myself each day. Carpe Lunaticus.
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