with talent. if i had tools and room i'd me making giant cool shit casting cool shit in metals all the tards have money no one here has any fuckin clue about art. technology zombie money junkies stupid fat bastards everywhere duh proud to be welsh british whatever i don't think so. slave culture tardism 2018. planet fartmuseum idiocracy no sign of waking up eat sleep rave repeat repeat repeat massproduce a mess dump it somewhere watch tv drink over and over and whaatever no sense no fewken art npc's incharga money no investments duh paperwork duh. whatever i know what i'm onabout. invest in violence gaet paid forget about art sophistication whateverthe fuck language whatever and whaeva. 1366.