whiskeyfightpit

Saying what you mean and meaning what you say is like Crystal Clear Pepsi. You get real nostalgic for the shit and you begin to salivate. But then you remember all of the times you bought Coca Cola with that shiny, new Crystal Clear Pepsi just a few feet away. And then lack of interest made the whole thing vanish. Maybe it's a hoot and a holler that I throw together this little analogy around a product that has been destroying people the world over. Yeah, you motherfuckers SAY you like some Dan Connor!!! Motherfucking obese folks are the new niggers. If you wanna play some race war bullshit over that comment than go right ahead. Try me. But before you do that, clock in at 300 pounds and try to get laid. Wear a size 52 and try and get a halfway decent job. Alot of folks try and use the "They made themselves that way" line in the same way they use it to dismiss the homeless. I don't know but putting addictive substances in the diets of young people aint a fucking lifestyle choice. None of us obese folk asked for narcotics in our three square meals. It's also real convenient that the most affordable food is also the most deadly. So us poor schmucks get shoveled this shit and than we are the social outcasts for being poisoned and gutted. Short sighted motherfuckers at Burger King and Hostess. Dead people don't buy products. You can't eat a Ho-Ho on a respirator. This temporary thinking on the quick buck is completely insane. The food products they sell suck the life right out of you. You get locked in a cycle of Whoppers, Soda, Beer, Ice Cream and you can't get out of it like a junkie. So when you go back to trying out rice, vegetables, lean meats and such....it doesn't satisfy the hunger. Instead of the basic animal need for nutrition...you need the nutrition of five men. Cause that's what the cats at Wendys Inc. are putting into each meal. So when you go from crack rocks to ghanja it just aint the same. Just when you think that situation is hopeless you apply some of that thought to other aspects of the fab Western lifestyle. Everything is a trap. Everything is designed to burn you down. The law says you can't enslave one group of the human population.... so just enslave them all!!! Take away their attention span and healthy waistlines. Then sell thems products that may or may not bring it all back to square one! Step on up for a round of Burmese dodge ball!!! Jump around in a field of land mines while trying to avoid the grenade tossing gestapo!!! Don't be the last nose-picker on your block to get in on the wholesome fun!!! That's what it all feels like for me, anyway. Maybe you don't feel the same way. Being a little fucking organ grinder is not a good feeling. It ruins my day to know I'm being ran through a deli slicer for the benefit of a few. And yes, I bitch about this topic endlessly. Well, until the world miraculously becomes healthy and productive...yer gonna get the same old Whiskey. Might I suggest Alisa or Cheech's journals if you wanna get something fresh and postive. Stick around here and you might be stamping Yukons and S-10s and washing painkillers down with Maker's Mark. Real American man stuff. Suicide stuff. Frankie Teardrop stuff. Ya dig?

SOUNDTRACK OF THE DAY
No Neck Blues Band "Sticks And Stones"
The Clean "Anthology"
Dead C "Children of The Revolution"
Drunk Injuns
Napalm Death
maybe Wayne Shorter
Pulp "Do you remember the first time?"

Yeah, Jarvis Cocker can really put one together.