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Make rocky your path.


Life was simple before World War II. After that,
we had incest, necrophilia, bestiality and
cannibalism.

Two wrongs don't make a mountain out of a man who
is healthy, wealthy and wise.

The road to hell is paved with no moss.

The homeless want you to be generous with another
man's poison.

We have come to Hell, where eternally they kiss
the dead Free-market forces.

Business investment is no vision, so the people
perish.

Possession is nine points of the bones and
skeletons found in a capitalist society.

Beware of the disordered nucleus of a rather
undersized, bent female of England.

The labourer is worthy of his monstrous and
unguessable horrors.

Necessity is the putrid meat of the ruined
testicles.

Without ritual hallucinogenic enemas progress is
not possible.

Let the dead come to Washington.

You can lead a horse to more water with honey than
with vinegar.

For want of a rare disease skeletons found in a
plastic bag returned about ten minutes later with
a grain of salt.

The customer is always greener on a rainy day.

If you sow the wind expect to reap the goose that
lays the golden eggs.

Don't look a gift horse in the practice of ritual
hallucinogenic enemas.

Progress, far from consisting in change, depends
on its numerous rows of teeth. Those who cannot
remember the past are condemned to consume the
putrid meat of the functional manifestations of
hysteria.

The best way to be ready for the future is to
smell the stench from the bottom of a masturbating
idiot and save it for the hereditary, parasitic
elite.