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A-bomb drops twice; thousands die in an instant.
Across the ocean someone grins with the
satisfaction of a job well done.
Human Nature is best displayed Under a Microscope.

About John

Words of Wisdom from Mix-A-Lot
If one song sums me up well and iI had to choose then here you go:

I like big butts and I can not lie You other brothers can't deny That when a girl walks in with an itty bitty waist And a round thing in your face You get sprung, wanna pull out your tough 'Cause you notice that butt was stuffed Deep in the jeans she's wearing I'm hooked and I can't stop staring Oh baby, I wanna get wit'cha And take your picture My homeboys tried to warn me But with that butt you got makes me feel so horny
Ooh, Rump-o'-smooth-skin You say you wanna get in my Benz? Well, use me, use me 'Cause you ain't that average groupy I've seen them dancin' The hell with romancin' She's sweat, wet, Got it goin' like a turbo 'Vette I'm tired of magazines Sayin' flat butts are the thing Take the average black man and ask him that She gotta pack much back
So, fellas! (Yeah!) Fellas! (Yeah!) Has your girlfriend got the butt? (Hell yeah!) Tell 'em to shake it! (Shake it!) Shake it! (Shake it!) Shake that healthy butt! Baby got back!

Words of Wisdom from PhilaLawyer
Concerning the Evil Turkey (Keep in mind I am not an everyday drinker, I just found this very funny and truthful)

Wild Turkey 101 is a drunk unlike any other. Scotch will make you charming. Vodka's liquid Percocet. Beer's an oafish drunk, a fount of senseless non-sequiturs and flatulence. Red wine will put you to bed. White's piss. Tequila will make you loud. But Turkey 101... Under the right conditions, 101 will turn you into a rabid baboon. Your judgment isn't compromised - it's bloodied with brass knuckles, curbed and left on a sewer grate for dead. You've nothing but a mindful of terrible ideas - equal parts dumb, dangerous and malicious - and twice the energy you need to act on every single one of them. If 80 proof bourbon's the cocaine of alcohol, 101's freebase. The difference in those 21 proof units is the difference between waking up at 8:00 and 9:00... the difference between a .38 and .44... the difference between fucking Ashley and Jessica Simpson. 101 amplifies every aggressive angle of your personality, shoving its warm fingers down your throat and dragging every rotten suppressed thought to the surface. But unlike cocaine, there's no dishonesty in a High Test Turkey stupor. The façade's shredded. The schlep on the train, the smiling "brick in the wall," the corpse in the grey suit - all dead... Reborn, baptized in sour mash... You're a man who tells people Exactly. What. He. Thinks. The mind's free to speak without fear or concern for sounding stupid, disorganized or unprepared. You're what you'd be in a jungle.

Words of Wisdom from Waking Life
Concerning Microwave Cooking...

You know that cat that was just in here, who just ran out the door? Well, he comes up to the counter, and I say, "What's the word, turd? " And he lays down this burrito and he kind of looks at me, kind of stares at me and says, " I have but recently returned from the valley of the shadow of death. " I'm rapturously breathing in all the odors and essences of life. "I've been to the brink of total oblivion. I remember and ferment the desire to remember everything." So, what did you say to that? Well, I mean, what could I say? I said, "If you're gonna microwave that burrito, "I want you to poke holes in the plastic wrapping because they explode. And I'm tired of cleaning up your little burrito doings. You dig me?" 'Cause the jalapenos dry up. They're like little wheels.