I am sure the way this world is going, there will be no one to attend to us, curled up in a corner, covered in our own shit. Now I am hungry for tacos.
I am sure the way this world is going, there will be no one to attend to us, curled up in a corner, covered in our own shit. Now I am hungry for tacos.
This is a perfect analogy for Boomer politics.
“When you’re about to vote to ruin the country and you know somebody else will have to clean it up.”