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In a generation where few are brave, why must you sit alone in your cave? You have your television. You don't make a single decision, the media controls your opinion. You are just their minion. Does nothing bother you? Or do you just not know what to do? Except sit on your Lazy Boy throne and grovel with pained moans. You want to change it, but you don't want to commit. Can't you see it will never be fixed?
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Jul 6, 2012
Jul 6, 2012 at 1:36 PM UTC
The Society of Annoyed(annoying) People
In a generation where few are brave, why must you sit alone in your cave? You have your television. You don't make a single decision, the media controls your opinion. You are just their minion. Does nothing bother you? Or do you just not know what to do? Except sit on your Lazy Boy throne and grovel with pained moans. You want to change it, but you don't want to commit. Can't you see it will never be fixed?
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Jul 6, 2012
Jul 6, 2012 at 1:36 PM UTC
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