Tuesday 28 August 2012
Mr. Will, you … are … a … prick. A real, indifferent prick. For years you have fattened as a pretentious, sesquipedalian parasite on the thundering stupidity of pseudoconservative boobs. And now, although you could easily pay your own goddamn medical bills—a cherished freedom of economic activity to which you claim to subscribe as matter of indomitable principle—you stick them, and us, with those bills. The pompous Mr. Will ☀
