That’s why cockroaches.
‘Couse you don’t have guts.
‘Couse you like comfortable life.
‘Couse you are too scared or too lazy (which is the same coin).
‘Couse you wait for your life to pass.
‘Couse you are dead.
You like this, roaches?
Pissed off, scared, annoyed?
That’s good. There is still hope for you. But don’t forget that Hope is a bitch and what you need is action.
(If you think this is a bullshit – then you are beyond hope. Good luck with the rest of your life! Really. And don’t come back to this blog. Just continue with your happy life.)
Do you know what happen’ to Pišonja and Žuga in the end? Do you think they make it to the sea? The World and beyond?
Of course they didn’t.
Cops blocked the way and they rammed the bus in blockade. Some people said that rearview mirror was found 50 meters away (54.68 yards, for colonials). In the last verse before he loses his consciousness, Pišonja asks himself watching the Moon: “God, how can this be? Some people make it to the Moon and Žuga and I can’t even to the sea.”
:-)
Roaches.
(Or it's better to call you Bees? Like zombies? What say you?)