Okay I was web surfing and found this site and new year letter, so thought I would give all you that went out partying last night- Abit of the hair from the dog that (bit- you) ..He he
Up Yours!; "Dear Slugs,
Congratulations, you're all another year closer to death. I hope you all had a belly full of boozing and whoring last night because whether you realize it or not you are all accelerating down that slippery slope that leads inevitably and inexorably toward a cold, cold grave. An eternal oblivion whose only function is the slow decompo- sition of what was once a disgusting, useless bag of meat. Hey, why stop now? What else have you got to live for? There must be some sort of booze or drugs laying around the flop house you're squatting in. Crack open a luke- warm one and spark up. It's the only thing you have going in your wretched lives. Trust me, mutants, they say when you hit rock bottom there's no place to go but up, and that would be true if it weren't for the lead weights of ignorance, stupidity, apathy and plain and simple bad breeding which are hanging around your necks dragging you down into the hole of failure which will eventually turn into your grave. Happy New Year and Welcome to the Year 2005"
