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And yet again must I, the single voice of reason, sing out the very obvious fact for all to hear: there is no such thing as "real men". If I had it my way, "real men" would be thought of as people with an arsehole instead of a face, with scat instead of recognizable voices, with clubs instead of hands and beer instead of neurochemicals. Their political opinion to anything would rightly resemble mostly the situation we have today: stupidity, paranoia, narcissism and fuck-all. And lasly, their overall behavior would be remembered as retarded feuding over such trivial disputes as "My God can beat your God!" and "My reality is more correct than your reality" etc.
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Ewige Schlagenkraft, ewige Blumenkraft
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