Life is a big pasture full of sheep. The flock stays together, with the wool pulled over their eyes. The shepherd leads them where he pleases. But, the shepherd and the wolf are enemies. The sheep is happy with what he is given.
The wolf takes what he wants. There is the old saying, "a wolf in sheep's clothing". That wolf is the top dog until he meets a real wolf. The wolf in sheep's clothing is the laughingstock of the other wolves. He is a cross-dresser, and a pervert. The real wolf's thirst for blood cannot be quenched, and his gonads are like bowling balls. He is a wolf in wolf's clothing, and he leaves the sheep as a tattered, sanguine quilt of wool and entrails for the shepherd to clean up.
This is my life, and yours brother, even if you are too stupid to realize it.
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