We've been duped, guys. Brainwashed. We've accepted a disservice as a norm. Most of you don't even realise the disservice you're receiving but I have personally never taken a stand for it. I, however, am only an island of a man and it takes more than one man to break a norm. So I invite you all to take a stand with me against Subway.
Yes, Subway.
Abe must write because, by doing so, he is able to play god and all the morons receive just retribution.
And because everybody lives up to his (high) expectations and if they do not, they dieeeeeeee.
Conclusively, this will make for a better world.
And because everybody lives up to his (high) expectations and if they do not, they dieeeeeeee.
Conclusively, this will make for a better world.
Showing posts with label Big Brother. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Big Brother. Show all posts
Sunday, 26 January 2014
The Twelve-Inch Allure
Labels:
Artist,
Big Brother,
Brainwash,
Celebrity,
Chicken,
Food,
foot-long,
Friends,
Grievance,
Laughter,
Life,
McDonalds,
misselling,
missold,
norm,
PPI,
Preparation,
Respect,
Society,
Subway
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