Way down among Brazilians
Coffee beans grow by the billions
So they’ve got to find those extra cups to fill
They’ve got an awful lot of coffee in Brazil

You cant get cherry soda
cause they’ve got to fill that quota
And the way things are I’ll bet they never will
They’ve got a zillion tons of coffee in Brazil

-Frank Sinatra

So, it seems, much to our chagrin, Michael Jackson’s auction has been irrevocably canceled. Thus making the beginning of an end to the beginning of the end that is the end of a career and odd social mishap and overconsumption which should’ve ended fifteen years ago. Prior to baby dangling, abhorrent plastic surgeries that incite noserot, and slightly after “We Are The World”.

“Why do you do these things to me?!” You may ask while enduring the little gem posted above. Because, hurting you is synonymous with saying, “I love you.”, and because I have been ultimately denied of having a 1992 edition coin-op of “Lethal Enforcers”, I believe this distribution of pain and punishment is paramount in the height of making certain I am not the only one that suffers alone.

Also, Wordpress can suck the chocolate out of my balloon knot.