Tired of jackasses pummeling you with questions about whether dust gathers when you don't sweep, whether it's good or bad to be attacked by your enemies, or just where the fuck does political power grow? Well, no more. Just gather up all the smugness you can manage, gather a little more, gather just a little more, and then point to your shirt, or take a looooooong drink from your mug, glancing down at it repeatedly and suggestively. Read The Fucking Manual.
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