We were born like this. This isnt something we did when we were 16 to piss off our parents, or something we tried a few times in college to be down with the cool kids. Its the by-product of our on going mutation, that we refer to as our weird little lives.

Your culture is alien to us. Your employment options are limitlessly limited, Your codes of social conduct are comical and bizarre, your entertainments and diversions are arbitrary, perverse, and stale, and your system of government is infested with the most insidious of compromises, all pre-bought and paid for by the most morally nebulous amongst you. Even your threats have begun to bore us, and you ran out of decent bribery long ago. Clearly, some things we will just have to work out for ourselves, with or without your consent, blessing, or understanding.

Our culture is our contribution to your twisted little party. We genuinely hope you dont get it. We have never wanted to you understand us, and we could vent about you for the rest of our deliberately deviant lives and barely scratch the scabbed surface of our ongoing contempt for you and everything you stand for. Call it a dire and karmic case of sweets for the sweet.

We owe you nothing and guarantee the same, in return for all services left unrendered by the colossal mess you insist on inflicting on our day-to-day existence, and everything else we may hold in any kind of deranged and subjective esteem. Youve always said lead, follow, or get the hell out of the way, baffled that wed pick option three every time, rather than suffer the limited scope of your wretched company. Probably because we have places to go, perversions of your culture to commit, and miles to go before we sleep, if we even sleep at all any more. Feel free to let yourself out, and dont let the doors of perception hit you in the ass on the way out; You might not like what you see, hear, or Gods forbid, feel. And us?

We got work to do...

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