An advocate for inquiry

Assume for a moment that this money has worth. Pile it up and count it. Now assume that you and I are distinguishable. Revel in it. Test the assumption that you are fortunate to have been given these tasks. Smell my finger, man. Assume that this futuristic way is the best. (Don't) choose your own pop-melodic adventure. Assume that these awards must be for you. Put them on a top-shelf. Assume that the known beat is old-school funk. Pretend that it can improve you.

Now for the second, and most important, set of assumptions:

Assume that the simple set of rules set forth will increase your order. Keep your questions to yourself. Proceed to assume that it's business as usual. Cast a doubt if you want to taste the chrome. Taste it. Now assume that when there's lightning, it always brings you down. You're a rainbow in the dark.

Okay, so I hope you're able to put everything together, for your own and your god's sake. I'll tell you right now that I've eaten rancid meat on several occasions, none of them being as terrible as you might think, tonight included. Apply that to the set of circumstances. Personally, I'm sick of them.

To whom will your vote go this session? I'm fixing to vote next week, but I have little passion. Why again, can somebody tell me that the party(ies) run the primaries this way? Actually, I wouldn't be voting for any of the candidates now available if our primary was in January. My vote would have gone to Warblin Griffin, the dimensional black warlock running on the fornification ticket. You've probably never heard of him. In the eye of the Tornado,

Fiestawizard