--------------------------------------------------------------------------- In the end they will lay their freedom at our feet and say to us, 'Make us your slaves, but feed us.'
So does digging up dead bodies to sell to amateur surgeons and necrophiliacs.
I wrote a song, it goes like this.
Nec-ro-phi-liiiiiiiiii-a! It's a fun game of fun! Nec-ro-phi-liiiiiiiiii-a! Twice the crime if you run! Nec-ro-phi-liiiiiiiiii-a! Don't get caught in New York with a hand-gun!
--------------------------------------------------------------------------- In the end they will lay their freedom at our feet and say to us, 'Make us your slaves, but feed us.'
Also, I don't really know the word for it. It was the pipe from the toilet to wherever the **** goes outside. But the pipe was disconnected. So it was pretty much the worst smell ever.