It's like when you have trace amounts of blood coming out of your nostrils and your anus, and nobody cares.
It's like when you're eight years old and your dad is hitting you repeatedly in a Chevy Monte Carlo going 25-35 miles an hour in stop and go suburban consumer "traffic" and everybody's staring straight ahead because it's not their fucking business if they glance away fast enough, and nobody cares.
It's like you gotta walk home in subzero temperatures at 2:30AM for a mile and a half, because, again, nobody cares.
But if someone thanks God during an Oscar acceptance speech, oh, then, then everybody fucking cares.
And if the New York Mets get brought up, oh, somebody fucking CARES then man. Whew, boy! Do they ever!
Or if you bring up LeBron James, then all of a sudden... Everybody. Fucking. Cares.
Well you know what America? FUCK you, fuck you from the fucking inside out baby because when blood comes out of Lady Liberty's asshole, guess what?--ain't nobody no fucking where gonna care about YOU.
It's like when you're eight years old and your dad is hitting you repeatedly in a Chevy Monte Carlo going 25-35 miles an hour in stop and go suburban consumer "traffic" and everybody's staring straight ahead because it's not their fucking business if they glance away fast enough, and nobody cares.
It's like you gotta walk home in subzero temperatures at 2:30AM for a mile and a half, because, again, nobody cares.
But if someone thanks God during an Oscar acceptance speech, oh, then, then everybody fucking cares.
And if the New York Mets get brought up, oh, somebody fucking CARES then man. Whew, boy! Do they ever!
Or if you bring up LeBron James, then all of a sudden... Everybody. Fucking. Cares.
Well you know what America? FUCK you, fuck you from the fucking inside out baby because when blood comes out of Lady Liberty's asshole, guess what?--ain't nobody no fucking where gonna care about YOU.
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