A Good Job

Reassuring his position in the high echelons of the city hall after beating the spokesman to political death, Joseph turned out to be a worst person than he already was. Egomaniac to the point of really believes that there is such thing as a “high echelon” of the mayor’s office of a tiny town, he started to jockey for positions inside the federal government. Of course, no one remembered him when he mentioned the rallies on “his” town. Anyway, he came back from capital and opened up a pirate radio, saying the Commission allowed him to do it. He never showed his license to anyone, including the farmers who back him with funds. After attack the mayor of a bordering city, a protégé of the governor, the Feds close “his” radio, but Joseph has a resilience that annoys anyone: with photos of the mayor and his mistress in hands and copies in strongboxes, he is the Karl Rove of the swamp.

"Enter prize"

After just a few weeks, nobody could talk to each other. The dream of start a business together turned in exactly what they want to avoid: they had to work hard, of course. What the fuck do they have in mind? Selling “thermogenic” medicine without receipt was not that simple. They have to wrap it, sell it through mail and phone, count the gains, calculate the debts and divide the money. Rat really hates to go to different mail offices to keep things seeming like a normal operation. Necklace hates to account the money. He thinks that everyone is paranoid about his “management”, but no one gives a fuck about it, even the police didn’t care about it.

Mum's luv

I swear to you: I’ve never heard anything ‘bout this shit. Thus, I was there, but they never spoken directly to me. They just said hi and by. How can I image? The friends of my kid are on drugs. I noticed that, but I’m pretty sure he’s not a drug dealer…

Back to the Golden Dayz

Snuff movies does exist. Tapes of real massacres can be seen on television somentimes. Turn on the news. When I was a kid I saw an Evil Knievel wannabe dying after missing a ramp. In primetime. It was a snuff movie, I’m pretty sure of that. Anyway, TV was cool. I used to watch cartoons all the time. Cartoon Network only appeared years later, but I was working when I discovered it. Now I’m unemployed and I still can’t do my utopia watching cartoons all day long.

Alienation

You’re living your great-grandfather past in a factory.

Another plot wasted

Sleeping deprivation has taken its toll. Jen thought that she is stronger than her foes, but she was wrong. She became sick, pneumonia knocked her down. Paranoia yields bad results.
First of all, Jen doesn’t even have any foes.

Anonymous but famous

Inspired by what they heard from Steve’s big mouth Joy and Miranda started to write songs so offensive to Marlon that they can’t avoid a lawsuit. The mentions to his real name were so explicit and they can’t deny their (bad) intentions. What can they tell to the judge? A stupid, heretic break of rule for a Goth subculture doesn’t mean shit in the real world. And Steve was lying all the time. All of a sudden, Marlon became a kind of a martyr in the underground because of Joy and Miranda naïve confidence in a psychopath. And how many people in the world recognize the name Marlon Dean now? A few out of the diehard fan base of nü emo, a declining fad, anyway. But for small souls, nothing worth if they can’t be adored in their tiny world.