Energy is neat. You can use it to run a microwave and make pop-corn at a fraction of the price you’d have to pay in the cinema. It also has other uses, I’m sure. Energy is very versatile. But the one thing it’s not, it’s free. Despite what the liberal media might have told you, there is no such thing as safe, green, clean, or renewable energy because all of it comes at a terrible price that no one has the balls to talk about. Well just call me the play area of Chuck E. Cheese’s that’s most drenched in bacteria and child urine because I’ve got a fuckton of balls:
Picture this. You walk into the morning lecture hall, Red Bull in your hand, whiskey on your breath, gun in your bag (because you party) and suddenly there you don’t see it: your empty chair, now occupied by some asshole who isn’t you. “Not me?” you think to yourself. “But I’m not not me.” Surely this can’t be right. Yeah, none of the seats in whatever class this is have been assigned but, come on, you’ve been sitting in that exact same chair for months now. It’s yours. Except for now. Now it’s theirs. What do you do?