Monday, June 4, 2007
fair trade policy
When I take you out to dinner, I intend on picking up the tab, because I'm a gentleman. Once I have paid for your food, legally, I own it. Since the food in your belly is technically my property, I reserve the right to watch you poop it out later that evening and/or the morning after. I also get dibs on flushing.
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