The witless, slack-jawed and lice-ridden minions of the FDA(Fears Doing Anything) fail to realize the Great Wheel of Transmigrations is even now turning. What new incarnation will their diseased efforts earn them? Returning as cockroaches insults the insect kingdom whilst no decent garden slug would copulate with them. One supposes they could come back as politicians but such ignominy is not to be wished on any miscreant, however foul. Were it not for their "Just Say No" job protection policy, Ming would even now be wallowing in the pleasures of Madame Wu's Gourmet Emporium of Pleasures(our tarts are sweet). These troglodytes deny life extending therapies and snatch obscene riches from the deserving clutches of a meritorious Ming. In the next turn of the wheel, let the chief troglodyte skin NYC sewer rats on a piece-work basis for Murray's House of Affordable Furs instead of skinning innocent investors of their just deserts(especially those tarts), in this go-round. Ming feels better now, but not by much.
Mar 17, 2008
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