a minute-and-a-half long tirade that rips into the super-hygenic zombies of the courtously sterile establiment and declares rebellion against their rules of etiquette and "polite society" as a whole. it takes pleasure in raw humanity--specificly the unadultered primitive essence that makes everyone their own person, different from the rest. no act, no pretense, no manners, no guise, no veneer, no facade..NO CLASS.

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