Product of the system

I am a product of the system.

will B.B get me?

I live in a cuboid. I dream dreams of unfinished examinations, usually Math or Chemistry.

Are you reading this?

I am doubting the social contract terms that I signed up for, B.B.

You think I'm a mere statistic, duncha?


Will you drive me, or should i drive myself out of your reach?

Tell me who the conservative majority is and I will show you mine.

The seams are bursting, I'm growing fat on your ideals and clean roads. That's unhealthy right?

6,500,000 is the magic number. How about 6,500,000 - 1 now

I promise I'll be good.

(Just get rid of the young-couple-with-irritating-yakking-terrier-we-own-a-plasma-screen-and-work mindlessly-for-you-B.B living next to my pigeonhole)