This
personality is a liar. Don't believe one word of anything that he
says. He gets us all into a lot of trouble with his make believe
whoppers. So please don't give his post any likes, we don't need the
hastle.
Ya,
ya, and who financed your grand
climacteric?
You all went and bought that fancy diesel pickup you couldn't
afford. Left it sitting in the drive for me? You all didn't mind
too much when I brought back all them res smokes from the east and
made the odd payment or two for you's, eh? That diesel jus luv purrin
all the way there an back. An them fancy hotels we all stayed in?
You
goody goodies, you stick up for this Kafkaesque bureaucracy of ours.
Our governments agriculture department helps the tobacco guys
increase the potency of their plants till 1990 and then they starts
taxing the shirt off our backs for being addicted. They had this all
planned way back when. Put a few silly pics and slogans on the packs
to keep the docs happy. You think they care about our health? They
don't have to pay any pensions to us if we're six feet under at
sixty-five.
And
smugglin the stuff was so easy. Them cops figured anyone with a
brand new crated up snow machine was just your typical law abiding,
upstanding red neck citizen. You could smile and chat with them at a
Timmies and they never had a clue. Even told you how the road was
ahead. If you's all buy another beaut truck like that we can be
millionaires in two years. Bunch of chickens.
But
no, I'll have to satisfy my aspirations by hacking up your unwanted
furniture for you and smuggling it out to the neighbours garbage bin
so you don't have to pay for hauling it away. Really guys, you like
Kraft dinner that much?
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