“Times like this, I don't wish for ignorance. I look around and I see the bloated ignorance of the lumpen proletariat: roly-poly, sausage-fingered, ginger-topped fathers of at least two illegitimate children trying to massage the asses of waiflike, peroxide-scarred students… — Ayize Jama-Everett Copy Share Image
So how long did I expect love to outweigh ignorance? By that look on your face I may have forced the scale to tip. — Avenged Sevenfold Copy Share Image
