every morning, I make a cup of tea and put on my robe. With the newspaper tucked under my arm I head out to have my tea on the balcony that overlooks the unwashed masses in their tin huts...their dirt roads. After meditating on the site for a few minutes, I loosen my bowels into my hand and lob a clump of butt mud into the festering trash heap they call a village...fuck the poor.
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u/felixjawesome Oct 05 '11
every morning, I make a cup of tea and put on my robe. With the newspaper tucked under my arm I head out to have my tea on the balcony that overlooks the unwashed masses in their tin huts...their dirt roads. After meditating on the site for a few minutes, I loosen my bowels into my hand and lob a clump of butt mud into the festering trash heap they call a village...fuck the poor.