...Guess What...

Guess what. I've decided to let everyone know that I'm not gonna buy into their alternative culture in any form. Fuck them and their dollar sign eyes - I refuse to buy into the clique's they've conjured up for me. All of which are just ways to fit me into a suitable grouping while turning me into something profitable. Fuck that. I don't want my rebellion appeased by agressive music, outrageous Foo Fighter t-shirts or liberty spiked hair styles. All of which are bullshit ways for the powers to turn me into another form of profit. Of yeah - dye your hair and put it in some fucked up style. Or even worse - dress up like a low budget Marylin Manson manson. Fuckt that shit. I don't wanna buy into their bullshit pop culture, regardless of it's form. I won't drool over the Spice Girls. Dance to prodigy. Be shocked by Marylin Manson. Find Hanson adorable. Fuck that shit. They're all just ways for the man to cash in on me. Turning me into some kind of machine. They've got a product for every person. Freak? Marylin Manson. Jock? Tragically Hip. Alternative? Bush-X. HipHop? Puff Daddy. Well fuck that shit, I'm not gonna fall prey to their game. Last time I checked I'm still a real person with real emotions. I'm not gonna be compromised so some mutha fucka on Bay / Wall St. can get a little higher up on the annual Forbes scorecard. As far as I'm concerned they - and anyone who get's duped by their transparent scam - can suck my thick sweaty uncircumsized (look ma, no head!!!) dick!!!