What did I just read...?

Oh, I know you're still there... cause I can feel you dying. I can hear you tapping me... for a little nutrition. Now who's looking for a fix? It gets a little tight in here, do you? Well, you're not wrong... cause the walls are moving in. No food here. Not today, sunshine. My eyes are open and the restaurant's closed. Jog on. Slide off. Find someone else to fill your pipe. Someone, who won't see you coming... or know, when you're there.

You hate us because you're Mad at your mother. We represent this maternel oppression.

Surely you can remember it now

YouGÇÖd be alone in the kitchen, twilight would be dwindling and you would hear the far-off cries of the children playing nearby, and knew youGÇÖd be alone in the kitchen GÇÿcause it was your special treat time, where the jelly would come out just for you

. And your mother would appear at your side, just this vision of GÇö Laura Ashley print dress, smelling of magnolias and biscuits GÇö and put the jelly in front of you, and you would pull your chair in and then the old-fashioned bar of ice cream would come down, the one that had to be cut with a bread knife before the two sides were flanked with wafers.. and you would lift your little spoon up excitedly, to press it in and winkle out that first divot of black jelly, and, and


GÇö AND THEN THE CAGE WOULD COME DOWNGǪ the cage with the japanese fighting spiders inside. And then she would strike a match off her forearm and tell you to go dance in the front room for money.

On this note

There is something about yourself that you don't know.

Something that you will deny even exists until it's too late to do anything about it.

It's the only reason you get up in the morning, the only reason you suffer the ****** boss, the blood, the sweat and the tears. This is because you want people to know how good, attractive, generous, funny, wild and clever you really are.

"Fear or revere me, but please think I'm special."

We share an addiction. We're approval junkies. We're all in it for the slap on the back and the gold watch. The "hip, hip, hoo-*******-rah." Look at the clever boy with the badge, polishing his trophy. Shine on, you crazy diamond.

Cos we're just monkeys wrapped in suits, begging for the approval of others.

No, no, you got it all wrong. It's because you are idiots.

You hate us because you're Mad at your mother. We represent this maternel oppression.

Surely you can remember it now

YouGÇÖd be alone in the kitchen, twilight would be dwindling and you would hear the far-off cries of the children playing nearby, and knew youGÇÖd be alone in the kitchen GÇÿcause it was your special treat time, where the jelly would come out just for you

. And your mother would appear at your side, just this vision of GÇö Laura Ashley print dress, smelling of magnolias and biscuits GÇö and put the jelly in front of you, and you would pull your chair in and then the old-fashioned bar of ice cream would come down, the one that had to be cut with a bread knife before the two sides were flanked with wafers.. and you would lift your little spoon up excitedly, to press it in and winkle out that first divot of black jelly, and, and


GÇö AND THEN THE CAGE WOULD COME DOWNGǪ the cage with the japanese fighting spiders inside. And then she would strike a match off her forearm and tell you to go dance in the front room for money.

On this note

There is something about yourself that you don't know.

Something that you will deny even exists until it's too late to do anything about it.

It's the only reason you get up in the morning, the only reason you suffer the ****** boss, the blood, the sweat and the tears. This is because you want people to know how good, attractive, generous, funny, wild and clever you really are.

"Fear or revere me, but please think I'm special."

We share an addiction. We're approval junkies. We're all in it for the slap on the back and the gold watch. The "hip, hip, hoo-*******-rah." Look at the clever boy with the badge, polishing his trophy. Shine on, you crazy diamond.

Cos we're just monkeys wrapped in suits, begging for the approval of others.

No no no.

We hate you because you are crap.

You are dumb fucks.

You make vomit pools on tables socially acceptable in comparison.

You also have a stupid leader who encourages depressed people to kill themselves and tries to recruit others to encourage the same.

So keep crying, maybe you will see the logic that lies just beyond your tear soaked eyes.

We don't hate you, we just love laughing at you.

I used to call you Goonsheep after this lot I need a new name for you, something like bozo the clown swarm.
You guys are now officially the funniest joke EVER.

I actually have a PhD.




(in Anthropology )

How's that holding sov doing for ya... oh.. yeah.

I can rent you some of Tenal at a fantastic rate

And that's a sign that you are not an idiot??? LOL! Dumb goon!

OP just wants the attention he gets from writing *anything* with the Goonswarm Federation alliance tag.

I could guarantee that if I removed Goonswarm Federation from ehre using the profile options this wouldn't have made it pst 1st page