I'd make a few changes here and there, but I think the overall vibe you're sending through the space-time continuum, (via drunken scrawl on power ranger themed notebook paper ridden with scotch and repressed adolescent tear drop stains,) is a mutual feeling amongst most inebriated Portlandians toward those uppity future fucks.
Fuck 2113 and their computer powered tequila catheters!
holy shit, I won! I think it's a trap though, you just want me to show up to get my gift card and then arrest me!
yeesh... people are really getting uptight about dying tomorrow.
"If you don't like it, contact your lawyer, and... OHHHH, THAT'S RIGHT. Your "lawyer" is currently getting his face melted off in a lava flow. "
I'll think of this and chuckle on Friday as my own face is melted off by lava.
These articles were great. Funny shit.
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