I was kept in a dark damp basement and fed raw meat whilst being beaten regularly by my parents until I was sixteen.
My twin brother got treated well, and lived above ground. We were baptised "test subject A" and "test subject B".
My parents wanted to finally settle the "nature vs nurture" argument.
Later in life, I beat my brother to death with a large heavy tome on human psychology.
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One day l cried for humanity, asleep in front of the tube, for l'd much rather be masturbating with strawberry tasting lube.
They said..."What!! you don't own a television?, oh you must be very poor and back to the screen their eyes did go to watch other people score.
L&S to your soul FatherCrow xox
Anon:
Tube, Lube, you know you may have missed your calling as a street poet.
mmmmm, strawberry.
And people tend to give me strange looks when they find out I don't own one either. Its like "how do you find out stuff".
Well that global species information repository that is the internet kinda helps, books, and the occasional recommended HBO series boxset help too.
L&S to you too.
Peace and Hope
FatherCrow
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