This one is for your money. I require payment in hard currency for my efforts at distraction. Twice I've told you about the event and it's the main one. No salted pork here! We serve brutal, offensive, and difficult to deficat pre-popped muscle meat. Breathe in the waxiness that slowly makes it easier for you to remain a shitty type of sheep. Allegorical assholeness is funny but not when you witness a beastly forty-something weirdo prove his points to many detractors simultaneously. I hate saying twas but that'd be better than beginning another sentence with....I.