After that three day beyond cringe hair pulling hissy fit of a glacial meltdown we witnessed caused by my daring to interpret the Archangel Jefferson's words EXACTLY as he said, meant, and intended them to be read (hence why he wrote them that way) leading me to be cast from wandering outside the big Pearlies of Rightisteaven to the depths of the pit of Leftist Gulag by the irate Party Chairman his melting ass self, the irony whipped up above is enough to make Alannis Morissette so jealous she'd be rolling in her grave - and she ain't even dead yet.
Yes, we're talking hypocrisy of some serious space/time bending frequencies with that one, YEOUCH!
I STILL have no idea what the fhuck super charged that mental seizure.
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But I'm kinda glad I did, heh heh
