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Originally Posted by AussieChiefsFan
Direckshun, are you high?
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I'm about 6-deep on a pack of Three Blind Mice, a fantastic stout brew from a Springfield brewery.
I am feeling great.
Freed, really. Like, I honestly never have to give a shit about the Chiefs again.
The blinders have been taken from my eyes, and I can view the world as it is.
A hostile world full of barron gestures of hope, masking what is certain to be an inevitable march towards obscurity.
Aliens will discover our civilization a millenia from now, long after we've annihilated the world with nuclear winter.
They'll puzzle over our society as they try to put the pieces together.
What did they do all day? Study outer space? Try to improve their ability to provide healthcare for their children?
The sad truth, of course, is that some of us did. But most of us spent an insane amount of time following an organization of no consequence as it shat on us day after day after day.
These are the days of history, soon to be forgotten. We are the answer to questions the future will never ask.