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 lyrically im nasty you muffin call it tasty you bluffin. you bluff and you muff im tough going rough before i did my time behind bars i never thought im in danger or of just if ayeing.  now over a year after im out...freedom has punished me so much as a human being...i only felt i was accepted as human in inpatient psych where i could sit amongst sensible reading my books and "keeping it hebrew". now on right and wrong, dr. sullum i have an important adding yall say knowing difference between...how about ...not being right doesnt make you wrong. the two not tying in together... i guess the color of tie is the difference between huh. TIE not skin. dont make me out to be no racist either thats absurd. humanity wronged me endlessly before I reached the age of philosophical puberty. not much philosophy in defining right for CROOKS and their political campaigns but in refining wrong for the rare case which could only be hurt by politics...oh boy, we're back at ethics. *sigh*. well ethical treatment of rats, true it doesnt happen. yours truly, "rat boy". seriously now, A GAY RETARD GOT PHILOSOPHY NAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMEAN lol *GRIN* i just ate breakfast at 6:15 in the morning after a night with zero sleep ITCHING SCARS ON MYSELF. NOT DRUGS THEMSELVES but the frustration caused by drugs, well that INFUSES philosophy never refuses the rat  i turn sunny yale law into bunny pale paw. your philosophy is stale mines blunt it never fail kevorkian was born day before me.(may 26th) and On November 25, 1998, Kevorkian was charged with second-degree murder and the delivery of a controlled substance 1998 year my life was over. NO IAM NOT SUICIDAL OR HOMOCIDAL. END OF STORY. JUST COINCIDENCES, THEYRE GODS WAY OF STAYING ANONYMOUS. Now on the other hand pacino, i love your talent but with you dont know jack. you turned a philantropist career into a depressing movie. dont know how long i got left, dont want to. but my mind is dying :( if you think you getting to my father by slaughtering me, PFFT YOU GOT ANOTHER ONE COMING...ah forget it, you're for I get it...Sickly P.