Thoughts On The Dead

Musings on the Most Ridiculous Band I Can't Stop Listening To

First up Against The Wall Street

Fuck everything about everything, including your mother and her stinky cooch. Fuck Wall Street and fuck networking and fuck detailed fucking questionnaires and fuck all of New York in general.

Fuck the rest of the country, too. Fuck the common man and his common thoughts and his common hatreds. Fuck the Powerball and the farms and the daily grind. Fuck the suburbs and the highways leading to them

Fuck the rest of the world. It is smelly, and the food is incorrect. Fuck ’em for not doing what they’re told.

You want a cup of coffee, champ?

And fuck LCD Soundsystem and that doughy synthfucker and his wine bar.

Well, I’m with you there.

12 Comments

  1. Fuck’n right on.

    Do the math on the Wall street Dead Heads.

    If you are looking for a good Dead Head to talk you out of an acid freakout

    That person is not in that room.

    If you are looking for serious Wall Street Power Broker.

    That person is not in that room.

    • If you are a prosecutor and want to turn one cocaine bust into a dozen LSD busts and need someone to wear a wire.. that person is in that room.

  2. Luther Von Baconson

    January 6, 2016 at 8:04 pm

  3. This is the kind of article that makes you re-examine your life choices.

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