People know that there’s “alcohol poisoning” and they also know that there’s no such thing as “cauliflower poisoning”……..yet they refuse to connect the dots. Can poison make you “better” in any way? No it can’t. Poison doesn’t work like that but don’t tell the slaves the truth, down here on planet mental asylum.
Party like a slave star. Everyone on the slave train. Keep the slave cycle rocking. Caffeine for the week (weak) and alcohol for the weekend. (weakened) Your work days (work daze) have ended for the week (weak). It’s Friday (Fried-day) and it’s time to consume some spirits, because your spirit is gone. Sedate and consume until there’s nothing left to consume. Alcohol is there so you never achieve anything meaningful and it’s the safest place to be because slave master is there to beat you down anyway, if you happen to rise up. Alcohol in the hand literally says to slave master “I’m beating the shit out of myself tonight boss, so there’s no reason to beat me down. I’m already hard on the job, so carry on. I’m saving you the time by putting the beat down on myself. You don’t have to worry about me, I’ll never rise up to my full potential. I’ll poison myself every Friday and Saturday so I’m easier to control and manipulate. It’s safer being a slave compared to getting off my knees. See you Monday at the plantation.”
It’s not Miller time……it’s slave time every Friday and Saturday. To all the slaves out there, too afraid to rise up against slave master, cheers to you and make sure to raise that glass of slave juice high for the camera, in your alcohol selfie tonight. Let’s make this weekend a good one and let’s really tie one on. And make sure to complain that it’s everyone else holding you back and putting you down because being a true slave means outsourcing the blame to everyone else but yourself. Party like a slave star bitches…….it’s Friday night.
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