A harpoon for Xantar, the Gellatinous Cube
I'm tired of fat, white, over-privelleged, ignorant, arrogant bastards with their un-earned senses of entitlement floating up on the cream of capitalism looking down their porcine noses at me. The day you can match me in any test of physical ability or intellectual prowess is the day that I'll happily spit-shine the shoes below those repulsive cankles, Jabba. A world in an oil crisis filled with the morbidly obese and socially useless. Anyone else seeing the opportunity to kill two birds with one stone here? I'd say it's time to usher in an era of new-age whaling.