I figured out your bumper sticker you clutzy genius.

Cut volvo by the way you twat. I know the northeastern imports like to think their new hampshire car of choice transfers to the oregon catskills with ease but really only your bumper sticker saves you.

so here is the dream dump- that cute fat kid who is in all the movies requiring a cute fat kid is in my movie too but he sucks because he is now too fat and has too much to say and just mutters his way through as if the next snickers bar is just a few takes away.
And i went through my first french turnstile. Did you know all french turnstiles are manned by women? The french are nice though if you dont have exact change and accept one american penny as a a frank if that's all that is in your pockets.

So the guts of it is this. When everything is made to work in symphony, even if that is literally a musical symphony producing organized, coherent music for example it is absolute garbage. We need chaos and ugliness to counterbalance this. We need to praise the cute fat kid for wrecking my dream.

I just hate your bumpersticker politics.