Oh, how the mighty hath fallen…When the whole mountain comes crashing down. Troubles are like a bouquet of flowers. It comes in bunches. And you can never munch just one. Once your foot is set upon the path of shit, every second or third step will land in a pile of shit. Which, seems to cling to you. And everything that you touch will turn to shit. And the killing thing about it. Is the first step upon this path, is a willing choice, made by the individuals themselves, who are blinded by the arrogance that comes with pride from great accomplishments, that they should not attribute to themselves. And, therefore, take credit for. This, is the path of shit. And those who follow it, deserve to eat of it. And therefore, perish. In other words, Eat shit and die.
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