Every since I've set foot on the English Isle THE MAN has decided to give me shit! At just about every turn the cocksucker has used his bureaucracy, his scare tactics, he's apathy, he's incompetence to mess with me and mine.
For the most part I've played along, and done what was necessary and when we could, win our small victories.
CROM would look and see that The MAN has won lots of small battles, but I continue to win the war.
Just after Easter I thought, FINALLY, The Man and I had made our peace.
But NO!
Now the cocksucker is messing with our home internet!
DAMN THE MAN!
*sigh*
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IN OTHER NEWS:
Next week I have some major news regarding the Diggsville World Tour. Some of you will welcome what I will reveal. Others will be disapointed.
PEACE!
4 comments:
Fight the power, cranky yet nigh-intolerably handsome Fraser!
Ain't unclean. Bad machine.
Super cool, super mean.
Superfly.
Here I stand.
Does this have anything to do with the fact that you're tapping into an open wireless connection that belongs to THE MAN???
It has to do with the fact that we were trying to get our OWN internet connection that is owned by THE MAN, as the crack-neighbours wireless connection is hard to tap into and frequently drops out.
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