All you need to know about Climates and stuffs.
Al Gore, human green goblin, and climate crusader, or whatever the ongoing greatest pretentious bull’s excreta is known as…should now get the next Nobel for literature.
One winter night, when hilariously bored old and retired men, having nothing better to do than to bore people with massive borefest topics, gets burned by the immortal fire of creativity within, they apparently pen poetry…which on the very first look, can be discarded for the lack of rhyme and originality, and on second tho’t, if used repeatedly through a mega-fone, can be used as a weapon of mass-destruction.
Al Gore did just that…living in a huge mansion, and thinking the hell out of Global Warming, he decides to shed his prosaic image…and how!!!
Here’s the torture… Continue reading
