Get Over It Or Take a Bus

You got what you needed even though it was an Indian gift from the karmic sky-gypsies. “It was never enough for you was it?” The 'told you so’ pigmy bobble-heads of hippo-Maya declared with a wink. Let it be known that the bedazzling chop suey of Chinese phooey will keep you spinning in circles like a topless drunk. Wealthy Cats stick it up your nose and tread on your toes on the way out. They call it charity, but they also flush 2 times so the crap takes an extra lap. The Dancing Masters of Wu commend you for your patience and forbearance, but that is certainly not enough or is it?