Thursday, 7 October 2010

Sure as eggs are eggs

So I'm back in Asda, the store detectives still watch me for my anti Michael Jackson protest. Anyway, I stand looking at thegg morality test. They all are same just packaged differently. It is up to you whether you think you can slink through the check outs without being spotted purchasing openly factory farm eggs or if you proudly display your organic free range, take the 'just' free range, an admission of relative poverty yet an awareness of 'issues'. The next bit is the journey to the carpark. Pedestrians and drivers of modest cars can bow thier heads, clutching thier factory box, they are poor, hungry, societys problem. The organic free ranger has to run the gauntlet, swerving as if toward the escort whilst the jag awaits behind. Where do you fit in? the fucking chickens behind the workshop broke in the other day, shitting everywhere, I loaded the air rifle before escorting them out. Thier death would have been on Gods head had he not intervened! See how he feels with them gate crashing his big pearly bastards,

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