One shot kills thirst; two, worms; three, death. Perhaps if they'd hung Jesus Christ we'd all be kneeling in front of a fucking gibbet! You can't make up anything anymore. The world itself is a satire. All you're doing is recording it.
Sometimes I smile and laugh when I think of all the great things you're gonna do. I hope you live forever.
"Whosoever shall not fall by the sword or by famine, shall fall by pestilence so why bother shaving?" - Woody Allen, Without Feathers