I'm So Sick Of Betty

I've Been So Relieved And So Grateful To Not Have A God To Believe In.

For The Love Of God, Will Someone Please Punch Me In The Face So I Can See Some Stars?

Everything Is So Sad And So Wonderful.

I Have A Terrible Image In My Mind Of A Cow Going To Slaughter. There's Not A Lot Of Fight In Them. Pigs, They'd Squeal And Thrash Around. They'd Fight. It's Almost As If Cows Don't Know They Have A Choice. Not That They Don't Panic, But They Do So In A Quiet Way.

Why Can't We Build Orphanages Next To Homes For The Elderly? If Someone Were Sitting In A Rocker, It Wouldn't Be Long Before A Kid Will Be In His Lap.