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Jul. 2nd, 2005 02:26 amAttention, foolish drunken meat-things what wander into traffic:
I like my car more than I hate you, so I *will* move to miss you. This is a very close distinction, however, and not only will I not put *too* much effort into avoiding you, it should not be considered reliable at any given moment that I will *continue* to hate you less than I like my car.
In words you may hold a modicum of hope of understanding, GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY WAY.
That is all.
I like my car more than I hate you, so I *will* move to miss you. This is a very close distinction, however, and not only will I not put *too* much effort into avoiding you, it should not be considered reliable at any given moment that I will *continue* to hate you less than I like my car.
In words you may hold a modicum of hope of understanding, GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY WAY.
That is all.

