
I suppose its easy for people to assume..that I will undoubtedly take up the cause.
String on my cape and swoop to the rescue.
But heres an interesting fact. I have my own crisis.
Well I'm glad. I don't need a superhero to come pull my butt outta the pan. I have accepted the responsibility for my own resurrection.
The subject around who this particular issue deals with... has in the past indulged in the same reckless , ignorant pursuit. Well wouldn't blame the subject. It's difficult being stupid. I know..... I've been stupid.
The world looks like a massive playground with innumerable toys and merry go around's to play with. tsk. The stupid folk do not realize that the board which says 'private property' is lying flat on the wet grass with muddy footprints of kids all upon it. Well just cause its knocked over doesn't mean it don't exist cause believe you me...somebody's gonna be wielding a shotgun while blurting colorful nothings and perhaps tripping over the first step of their trailer park van in the process.
Lets just put it this way... I might be able to fix it. But fuck... I've done it before and paid for it. Sticking my nose where it don't belong. The thin grease of shit I contracted while pulling back still stinks. Blech. So yeh like I said I got my own shit and the cape ladies and gents lately has done nothing but chocked me. So while I gasp for my breath and watch the ridiculous situation unfolding in front of me.... I for a fleeting moment am tempted or perhaps was tempted to ride my white horse with my sword swinging in my steady hands. But ......but ......but.... for the sake of my own sanity...well being...peace of mind.........
I'm a sit this one out bitches.
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