OR KILL ME!! - Principia Discordia

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Grayfaces do not know they are drowning, and if you told
them, they would look at you like you were crazy...they like it.
Passers by (the building Ken owns is only 3 stories tall, and the
meetings are usually held in the courtyard) are annoyed by the
noise - they would be horrified at the sight...dozens, sometimes
hundreds, of people getting weird kicks from things they'll
never understand. These "normal", so-called "well-adjusted"
people would never be able to handle or even understand the
Lampreys; at best they would dismiss them as neo-hippies or
insane degenerates, and completely miss the point. They would
not be suprised to learn that a few Lampreys are homosexual,
and they would point this out as somehow being proof of
degeneracy.
But so what if it is? "Normalcy" and "sanity" have done a pisspoor
job of steering American culture up until now..and if
Lamprey is an indication of rebellion, a scout on the first wave
of a new counter-culture, so be it. The nation and it's people are
in desperate need of anything to unclog their collective bowels,
and if Lamprey gives them a case of encopresis, then mission
accomplished.
Looking down again, I wonder what the hell is wrong with
Grayfaces anyway? Were the born deficient? Or have they had
the fun and the wonder of life spanked out of them by Adam
Smith's "invisible hand"? It truly makes you wonder how John
Q Public faces each day without throwing himself into the river
out of sheer self-disgust and dispair.
But the fire is up, and the steaks are on the grill. Ken has started
playing the theme song, and the event is about to begin...so, looking
down for a last time, I leave you all with a passing thought: There,
my friends, but for the grace of "Bob", go you and I...
Or kill me.
or kill me