Ab-Roller
Ab-roller ab-twister ab-toweller ab-donker
The universe works like this:
First you’re young, you’re cute, the world works for you.
Then you’re older, you’re uglier, and you work for the world.
When we’re older we all play these little tricks on each other, to see who can get away with not working for a while. It falls apart.
The world wants six pack abs and diet drinks and pills you can swallow that make your dick bigger.
Are you ready to give it to them?
If you could, you’d fix it right, hold a mirror up to it so it could see itself in all its glory, right?
Say:
See, you are ugly and old.
I have the fix. Just one more pill and one more sale. One day only.
But nothing will change, nothing will ever change. You just pick which side of the team you want to play for, the hypnotists or the hypnotised. Those people looking for that final fix out there, or those people pushing another fix, with just one more little twist.
People want nothing more than little distorted universes to live in. We want an up and we want a down. We want that yardstick so we can see:
Who am I better than?
And somebody is waiting with a grin to sell that yardstick. It’s holiness here, it’s money there. It is power here, it is talent there. It’s six pack abs here, it’s a lover there.
It is an endless circle that eats itself.
I have a thing I want to sell you. It enlarges your dick while giving you six pack abs and making you shit hundred dollar bills.
Would you be interested in it?
We have gone so far from an honest economy. Where we could all tell who was getting fucked and who was doing the fucking. Now, nobody has any idea what’s going on. It seems like everyone is getting fucked from all sides, except those people who “speak internet”.
Whatever that means. My ab-roller ab-twister ab-toweller ab-donker broke on the second workout. I’d ask for my money back, but I can’t find the receipt.
If you look closely enough you’ll notice, there’s no market research, there is no focus groups, there is no money back offer. You’ve gotten very little, but you got it and you paid well for it.
If there’s something better than free it’s freedom.
The freedom to be fucked, and the freedom to do the fucking.
