Sunday, March 30, 2008
*stares at Badron in one way* 12:12 PM
When the master barks, the dog claps. When the master bleeds, the dog licks its wound. Where the master go the dog follows directly behind. When the master falls, the dog carries the master on its shoulder.
Some people can't help but be slaves for others. When I say others, capitalists are included. A slave to the people, a slave to merchandise. It's a pity to see how pathetic their lives can get.