Satan? Nahh, you can call me Daddy...

Recuerdo esas noches de juventud, querido amigo, donde en el proceso de intoxicacion mechabamos con aquellas escenas memorables del Abogado del Diablo. Te había apostado una gaseosa que el MIT iba a saturar tu parte artística para sustituirla por otra mas cuantitativa, evidentemente me equivoque. ¿Vale la pena recordar lo memorable? Claro que si:

Let me give you a little inside information about God. God likes to watch. He's a prankster. Think about it. He gives man instincts. He gives you this extraordinary gift, and then what does He do, I swear for His own amusement, his own private, cosmic gag reel, He sets the rules in opposition. It's the goof of all time. Look but don't touch. Touch, but don't taste. Taste, don't swallow. Ahaha. And while you're jumpin' from one foot to the next, what is he doing? He's laughin' His sick, fuckin' ass off. He's a tight-ass. He's a sadist. He's an absentee landlord. Worship that? Never

Pedro Damian nos ilumina: Dios tiene la oportunidad de cancelar el pasado (epitafio paracultural de la escolastica).