The Mopeds Of Destruction
The street is filled with a rhetorical tranquility, an unknown silence completed with the boundaries of the universe. Friday 4PM. The transcending silence is broken by a flock of mopedded gentlemen, neo-Hells Angels, free of any burden, creating chaos and destruction in this once peaceful street. These unrestrained hounds are released from this middle technical school, where teachers order them to lick the sweat and blood of their leader. Between 8AM and 4PM these weak scoundrels are puppy's, fucking petite repulsive looking puppy's, and they are nodding and listening to their Masters. And when one of them bites/barks they are swept away and thrown into the depths of an isolation cell, deep underground, into the fertilities of life where they shall learn their Grand Master's rules. But at 4PM, the puppy's are released and then they transform into a wild kin of loathed freaks taking revenge on their masters, and the only way to do so is to destroy society. The problem with my theory is that these dogs are idiots, retards, faggots and scum. The flock of the mopeds, can't even handle a real motorbike, wetting their pants when they see a tough guy riding a motorbike, feelings of jealousy and revenge showing up.
I do have alot of respect for them.They are pure geniuses and artists, building up my house, electrify it and artistically painting it while I profit on their hard work and sweat. I have alot of respect for these unravished gentlemen. They are the cornerstone of our civilization, making the world go round. And I'm just standing here, complaining about a bunch of youngsters just trying to show off while these exact youngsters are the ones that might save my lazy journalistic ass. I'm just a complainer and critic, that's wat I am.
O yeah, I've been rambling on so hard on this subject that i completely forgot where I was going to. The Zionistical Rebublicans will be explained and do not give this text a confused look, you will comprehend.
Hope you'll enjoy the read.