It's dark. Rain is coming. You're out of town with some woes. So hungry but the data plan's used up. Where do you go? What will you eat? How will you survive?
At this point in the application we ask you to visit this link. It's a YouTube link to Kasabian's Club Foot. Yea let's go!!!
You're not hungry, you're a hunter. Raised on a farm you didn't learn blood from runny noses, you learned it from cutting necks - pig necks, Boars Head. Pick an apple and pair it with a turkey breast, there's a 90 year old Veteran on the other side of the counter and it just might be his last meal. Don't fuck up. Tick-tock, the butcher's barreled over with a shot meant for a Lion hunt bulging out of a vacant neck vein. Get back there and carve some meat, pussy. This is Acme. Watch the Wrestler starring Mickey Rourke, publish your synopsis to Ebert's website. Women don't pull numbers from your machine, you pull numbers from women 'cause you're a machine. Paid to operate. Easily replaceable. Preference for new fathers between jobs as we find them to be highly motivated pushovers with a weariness for raise requests. Visit isle 3 and open the first Raisin Bran box you see for a free prize.
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