Vague Insanty 084

Lasers and flashing and lime-lights and glory, it's just the thing the doctor ordered and now you are a first line phony. Got your name in lights, your fame on speed dial, and a rather annoying manager named Philip. And you cruise down Vine Avenue, looking for a new adventure.

Running through plastic dreams, mowing down pedestrians, trying to get to the 5 star luxury hotel restaurant in time for coffee and cocaine.

Just no time to think about the little people. can't thank those unimportant bastards in your acceptance speech, it will make you seem tiny, less important, like you depend on the hard work and understanding of lesser people - and what kind of moron NEEDS other people?

So you just kick the crap out of everyone with your fancy leather cowboy boots and think highly of yourself as you pour out the expensive champagne and eat those little Ritz crackers with the fish eggs, and the tofu, and the avocado, and the motor oil.

Maybe it's time to just end it all and throw your toaster in the bathtub.

Got to live fast, grab it all, then die in a stupid pointless way.

It's the Californian dream