*****At present, I find myself coloring in my adult coloring book and watching CNN. You are likely wondering what the heck is the result of such cataclysmic bovine stupidity. Well, in an effort to satisfy a distasteful need, I read The Origin of Species by Charles Darwin.
As a result, I remain officially dumber for having set my gaze on this jaded tome of antiquity. I’m presently ferreting out a scrumptious window in which to lick upon. Look up to the Heavens, for the unenlightened draw nigh! O intelligencia! How I shake my fist at you! Lo, on how you expound upon the moronic!
The Conservative Libertarian 
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