On a lonely night I had a tough decision to make, right hand or left hand, see this one right here is my weak hand, this one right here gives me that grip of a real man, either way, that thumb action gone get to going, and by the point I get to damn near snoring, I’m exploding, see jacking off kind of reminds me of our education system, its temporary, give you a so so high, but in all actuality it’s a waste of time and could never replace self education, see our mis education actually came from the fairy telling fables living in these textbook stables, from the Indians and pilgrims playing hopscotch together to saying Lincoln signed a letter for the end of slavery, to nothing goes faster than the speed of light, well you tell me when has light ever escaped a black hole, so they conjure up the youth soul with a piece of paper wrapped in a bow tie, symbolizing the acceptance of the lies, cause they know the real world doesn’t cry, it only laughs at the ones who have not, cause those up top despise down bottom, and I start at the bottom base and work my way up, cause after I bust my nut, I’m back to square one, the same place our modern day education leaves our children