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Look, if I'm priveledged, I'm priveledged to work my fucking arse off, in a shitty fucking job I fucking hate, serving garbage to human garbage for a pack of corperate vampire cocksuckers, and I pay my fucking bills, while the supposedly poor cunts I know, who my soft touch wife is constantly getting ripped off by, are driving cars I can't afford to run, living in houses better than ours, and breeding children for the sake of the money the fucking government pays them to breed like vermin, and dodge their bills by reconnecting under a different name each fucking month, while real poor cunts in other countries are fucking starving to death while being worked to death, if not actively being shot to death at the same time, these maggots get a gift voucher from the Salvation Army, another from the Smith Family, one from the Department of Social Security, one from St. Vincent De Paul's, and abuse my wife when she tells them they can't use the fourth one they've brought in that week to buy cigarettes and chocolate, or Twisties because "That's all my daughter will eat", and we're attracting bludgers and scabs like flies because we're priveledged to work ourselves into an early grave, because I'm priveledged to have crawled out of the hole my family dug for me, when the best advice anyone had for me was feign mental illness and go on a pension, or burn the house and collect the insurance, well, if anyone wants to call me priveledged, they can consider themselves priveledged to cop my size ten and a half up their fucking arse, yes I have been drinking, and I will personally David Hasselhoff in each and every one of your mailboxes before I sober up. Cunts. |
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