Beloved Leader
On-the-spot whimsy and wisdom from a Benevolent Despot.
Friday, February 09, 2007
Escape?
Escape?
Three words: Free. Range. Prisoners.
Do not have to feed them.
Do not have to keep them warm.
If they fall down and bust their heads open, it is no skin off my teeth.
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