Also, it’s not fair that some people are lucky enough to brown chicken, brown cow every night, while other people go to bed without. Is it fair when a person doesn’t get some, while you get all you want? So we need to establish a quota: for every three people who you chose to brown chicken, brown cow with, the Bureau of Justice for Sexual Equity will force you to brown chicken, brown cow someone they’ve deemed as unfortunate. Twenty-five percent is only fair! Ugly, homely people need love too! Why should you have the choice of who you brown chicken, brown cow when others don’t get that choice?
If you’re gay, you must brown chicken, brown cow a straight — and vice-versa, otherwise you’re just another selfish, egotistical bastard. The laws say that you cannot discriminate!
Does any of this make sense to you? Have I made my point? If its okay to over-regulate everyone’s affairs, then you must regulate all of their affairs.
It all boils down to this axiom, henceforth to be known as Billy’s Law: “As long as you don’t take away my right to brown chicken, brown cow, you can take everything else.”
You can have some freedom, but in the end… you’re still a slave. I don’t think so!
* Every time I type the word that starts with an F, my editor automatically replaces that word with brown chicken, brown cow. I have young children who read my site, and I’d rather keep it clean. –Billy ‘The Jack
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