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By: crystalakov on Oct 17th, 2012  |  syntax: None  |  size: 1.28 KB  |  hits: 40  |  expires: Never
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  1.     >2016
  2.     >nervously traversing the wastes between my shantytown and my factory job
  3.     >can't afford to take the enclosed tollways, must take shattered county roads which are overgrown with weeds due to a lack of investment in public infrastructure
  4.     >hear a high-pitched engine whine approaching
  5.     >bandits
  6.     >look in vain for a police car, know the new private cops don't bother with our safety...not since the unions lost the Walker Wars
  7.     >as the group of hooded white supremacists steps out of their hovercraft I think of my twelve children--I didn't want to have them, but after the personhood amendment passed I had no choice
  8.     >I raise the cheap gun I use to hunt game, since I have no food stamps anymore
  9.     >gun explodes in my hands, covering my face and torso in shrapnel
  10.     >Through my agony I remember there are no regulations ensuring proper manufacturing standards anymore
  11.     >Hear a throaty chuckle
  12.     >The bandit leader speaks: "Guess they sold you a shitty gun, huh? Well don't worry..."
  13.     >he raises his Fag Stomping boot
  14.     >I roll on my side, see sunlight gleaming off the Job Creator Domes, imagine all the children inside, wondering if they'll ever know how easy they have it
  15.     >"The free market will fix it."
  16.  
  17.     >Welcome to Romney's America