they were dancing naked and listening to iron maiden harpo said no fucktards swimming naked in the pool this is not a simulation of reality this is life with all of the explosions it isn't the first time so excited harpo is checking tonya out drowning in crudddy images there is a resrtiction on the human experience it is just a fantasy plain and simple I must pretend that I am not depenent ignore the addicition feign immortality while being an ignorant bastard like all the rest we are only pretending and we should honest with others about our deceptions a hophead on a turkish florist the better the tech the harder I am hooked plug me tonya and make it seem so fucking real can ya baby can ya I recognize the paradox in the rosy forcast is it a paradox really I am watching your moving pictures forgetting the truth behind the image losing the context for the meaning thus the meaning becomes slippery meaning is a slippery nipple the real fabntasy and the real dependence there is no independence from this we are all hooked even those who pretend that they are not the chemicals in your food the poison in your air the dirt you walking on is killing you the earth is dead this a child with a remote surfing a million channels don't expect a plot or anything you can sink you teeth into I'm not here to provide you with an entertaining narrative I expect by now that most people have given up thrown in their cards in the next room a little girl shouts OMG she didn't do anything the girls are watchng a movie and they are lost in the storyline speak into the microphone senator have you ever done three minutes or more on the speedbag your response is important for national security install your new cpu here you just pull back the skin from the skull like this it is all very routine the replacement of the human parts with machine parts we live in a disposable world recycling is a thing of the past now everything is thrown away that way the poor have an occupation sorting through the trash it gives them purpose a meaningful life not everyone can lead the life of a weassel like you hugo god knows that I have tried but alas to no avail adding another layer of disorientation a construct of weirdness the bizare and the obsolete all tossed together in a salad