Fuck Charles Dickens. The asshole did pretty well by himself, but he wasn't an ignorant greedy buttfucking asshole who wrote what he wrote or thought what he thought because he was beholden to morons and mental defectives like Paul Ryan, Newt Gingrich, Michelle Bachman, or those really terminal stupid fucks whose names I am currently blessedly unable to dredge out of my bung from either Kentucky or Ohio, two states that beg for nuclear cleansing.
I suspect Little Big Dickens would be a Democrat in this nation of miserable fucks (NOMF™), still occasionally calling itself the United States of America. If you can comprehend this post, count yourself among the marginally literate. If it pisses you off, fuck yourself with a Sarah Palin action figure.
I've hated this country since at least 1954, at which time I entered the fourth grade and was subjected to the right wing socialization apparatus that allows the tea party operatives of the scumbags of the universe to dominate the liberal media coverage of news events and idiotic opinions that make this stupid fucking piece of shit nation of ours such a pathetic excuse for a civilized society,
Where was I?
Oh yeah, I remember. When Simon and Garfunkle were yodeling about dipshits, morons, emotional cripples, and apprentice cocksuckers cumming to look for America, I was already working to bring on the bomb. Why waste energy on entropy? Stephen "Timmy" Hawking, help me out here explaining the obvious to the dumbest of the dumb.
Occupy your free time, bimbos.