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…no one’s foolin’ no one here… We’re all well aware of the fact that we live in a culture of nastiness…. This is well-trod turf… I, too, am part of the turf… Hard not to be… When you talk to as many people as I do in a day, you are bound to encounter the ones that spread the most seeds of hate… Eventually, your hands get full of seeds, until you can’t use your hands for anything more except carrying the freakin’ seeds…

…so sometimes I start throwing the seeds… I’d rather throw them at the planters than finish their jobs by putting the seeds in the earth… Today was one of those days… I asked you to call in with a reason why I wouldn’t hate you, in exchange for a spot on the Cranberries list… An easy game, one that did not require you to know TV trivia, put gross things in your mouth, or walk around in just your underwear…

…one guy called, and I barely remember what he said in the first place… It was what was going on in the background that interested me… Because sometimes it’s easy to get isolated in Alternative world… In the heat of the workday, I often forget about the other worlds… Most of which I hate to little pieces…

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