Here’s the final thought on monkey grease. Would I prefer being that monkey or another grease to the machine of cog wheels? Neither. But a monkey moves whereas the grease allows for movement. Then again, being both is essential.
Never mind. I was thinking about work ethics and values. Wouldn’t it nice to just not work and just be simple without that rat race of fighting for a dream of being a useful member of society? No way, you say? Money is power? Love conquers all?
Bah. Y’all are simpletons! Let’s see. Here’s my beef. As mentioned in my old blogs, I’m a magnet for unwanted fellas. That’s right! I’m a bait bent over on serving those fools, who are daring enough to disappoint me.
That’s why I like temp jobs. It helps me avoid those tempers of those tempted to fall to the wayside of this temptress, whose purpose is to observe and experience the effects of TEMPTATION!
So, I leave this bit of tidbit up to y’all. Y’all had your chance to appease Evil Kitty. I grow weary with your wiley ways, Lucifer. Get behind me, Satan.
Now, let’s enjoy the ride together, folks. Y’all can’t distract me from boosting my vector. This sector is mine. The more I’ll let y’all have it! Bah!
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