I’m free of all prejudice. I hate everyone equally.

Little voice in my head says:

‘I dream of a better tomorrow... where chickens can cross roads and not have their motives questioned.’

Such a sad song. Tsk. Not that I’m gonna relate to it. Though SOME parts (ok fine, especially the chorus) brings back some memories I rather not have.

Sigh.

‘Are you happy now? That we’re history.’