Saw a dead dog in the road today. Tire treads imprinted across its burst stomach. That pretty much sums up how it is nowadays. You either go with the flow or you get run over.
Then again, if you go against the flow and strike back at your enemies, you're made pure. You're alive. Dog versus Car: no contest. Me....I have bigger teeth. So I ask you this....
....Are you going to let me choose the toy I want in my Happy Meal or do I have to get terribly graphic up in here?
