I can sit in my room and play with my disgusting nuts and you can't do a thing I can reach over and put my finger in shamus' a** we can laugh. we can't do a thing your laws and rules aren't working nobody asked for your approval why should you decide what's acceptable? you can't away this freedom we've outgrown the guilt interfere with people's lives impose you "morality" from controlling the reproductive rights of women to the amputation of the end of a newborn dick leave our bodies alone do what you want with your own you have no say this time it seems to be the way cut and clip what doesn't fit so we cut and clip people just like paper dolls lives have been decided bodies redesigned to fit our culture someone wants to die kept alive lives as tests and lives as food lives as a commodity