Noise & Karma!

Yeah, whatever, Little Baby Man gets up and flaps his lips. Words spill from his mouth. I don't rightly give a damn. He is a fabricator of lies, lies of epic proportions. Beyond the pale. It is all just toxic, noxious, noise. Mind pollution. I pray for the day this man meets his justly-deserved Karma! Me thinks it will be a day of darkness for him and of unbridled joy for the rest of us. Ding. Dong.