june 7 in idea barrages

I just realized that Mr. T is powered by self-pity and the T stands for “Tomfoolery”.

The mediocre hamburger chain Fuddruckers is trending on Twitter and all I can think of is Trent Reznor screaming “FUDDRUCKERS! FUDDRUCKERS INCORPORATED! FUDDRUCKERS!”

Little pictures of ungrateful science deniers demanding the right to spread disease, along with some crackers, a cookie and a Caprisun. We will call them FACE-PUNCHABLES.

I kinda hate it when musicians explain exactly what a song’s supposed to mean. Half of art is the story you tell, the other half is supposed to be the spaces you create for the audience to bring their own interpretation to. When you give away the game, you give yourself away.

All the people at Fox News when home do is count their blood money and try to spend it on things to maybe help them sleep at night under the weight of their sins. It will follow them. It will be their tell tale heart.

I haven’t listened to “Fetch The Bolt Cutters” yet but if it isn’t a break-up song in the character of the Bride of Frankenstein, I gotta tell you, Fiona, you missed a trick.

At this point, the only people more delusional than Trump are reddit-read youtubers who think we wanna see their face-cams while they read the memes.

Morons marching in the streets, demanding the right to spread a deadly disease, instead of distancing behind a bridge or moat. “Give Me Liberty or Give Me Death” they chant out senselessly, the germs in the wind chant back “We Grant You Both.”