So apparently we’re running out of water now. That’s right, water. That’s how low they have stooped, they have stooped that low, so low, so, so low. Because, yeah we’re running out of water. Us little people living on islands IN THE SEA. Yeah! Is that making sense? I don’t bloody think so. I DON’T BLOODY THINK SO! I mean, look:
Yeah, there is quite a lot of water around you bloody idiots. They are just after what everyone else is after: a vocation! Some money! A life! But they choose to pursue these things, which are perfectly noble and fair, by creating myths and using those myths to limit the freedom of others to pursue exactly these things. That, my friends, is evil. Simply cruel and careless. They don’t care about you, not one bit, not for a second. They care about their career as bloody activists. That is all these activists are really, careerists, they are cold blooded and they are out for themselves. Bastards.
Yes, that’s pretty spot on. So should I not buy my new Paramount one piece swimming pool? Should I not have the pool of my dreams and go for a long happy swim when I finish working my honest job? Just because some jealous joyless hapless activists aren’t happy about my happiness? Well I don’t bloody care not do I bloody no! And that’s an important life lesson you know: Don’t you give in to no one, no one you understand? You don’t need them and they sure as hell don’t care about you they just want to control you that is all the whole thing is about: Control, control, control! Well I for one will not be controlled by these wimps, these soggy fools, soggy wasting fools, boring, dull, boring, boring, boring! So bloody boring! Eugh! I want to be on the fun side of life. In my swimming pool drinking a cocktail on a floating mattress. If I compete and get their fair and square then I deserve it.