The Anti Blog, Part 2

So.

Short. Vitriolic.

Here goes.

Love. Money. Companionship. Less stress. Not too much too fucking ask is it?

The chance to walk down the street without a car/moped full of chavs crusing past and a barely heard torrent of abuse streaming out. Give me a high powered velocity rifle and try that again. Better still - walk up to my face and say it.

Duelling pistols at dawn would certainly thin the herd.

You sir, I call you out. Just you. The rest of your shellsuit wearing mongoloids can wait till tomorrow. Let’s reintroduce a sense of fair play and see how far you get you little shits.

I should get a cat.

We can take over the world together.