Freedom Of Choice

(I just love
micro-managing the
pixels on my
T.V. screen)

I won a kitten from
entering a beauty
contest (everyone
won a kitten).

This one's a winner
it came with a
lighter and its
own scab-fork.

The T.V. crackle makes
me laugh and cry.
The kitten inspires me
to move my arms from side to side.

The kitten allows me
to burn calories
every second, even
when I'm sitting down.

If I WANT I can
stand up and increase
the rate at which
my physique improves.

If I LIKE I can
incinerate the welk
and buy (or win a kitten to
obtain that "first thing in the morning" feel)






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