Pestiferous Beings (Waste Basket Cases, Ad Hominem)

If you, for whatever reason, lack the capacity to step the hell back from your own life and exercise a little bit of objectivity, kindly get the fuck out of my face.

If you have a gaping hole in your brain where the grey matter goes that reigns in your paltry emotions, please feel free to leave me the hell alone.

You petty, trivial, melodramatic bastards, you . . . I will continue, nor never cease, to exploit my God-given right to rage, for so long as I walk this green globe. Get over it.

[FIN]