Welcome to Dystopia, population everyone. Where no one makes sense except for Protag and his trusty sidekick, Sidekick. Enjoy a lovely dinner of crow and perhaps a side of Sidekick. You can wash it all down with a cold bowl of administroni soup. Just like Mom used to make.
Love, MunkThis week's dystopian opening line,
If today’s satisfaction quotient is Purple, why did I just dodge my third falling smile?
Munk's "Opening Line" is yours to keep, use it. Munk