Goodbye Cruel Scottdale
Why does Meetup keep sending me notices about new suicide pacts? And way the hell out in Scottdale? I gotta fill up first? No thanks.
I know the depressive economy has been put on watch--no belts or laces for Wall St. for awhile--but this is America. What kind of electro-shock therapy might Ben Franklin have tinkered up for himself? How would self-reliant Emerson have self-medicated? What minority group would Henry Ford have blamed?
Besides, I wouldn't want to belong to any suicide pact that would have me as a member.
2 Comments:
Aah, ya p*ssy.
It ain't like she asked to cook and eat you.
That guy crossed seven time zones. Now, that's what I call dedication.
Scottdale is the place elephants leave to die.
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