Of all of the animals in this world, the most despicable is a butterfly. I like to call them Nature’s phonies, because that is what they are. I mean first off, they are bugs. They look all pretty, but that doesn’t stop them from being dirty little insects. Do you people even know where they come from? From a caterpillar! That creepy crawly thing that you pulled out of your sleeping bag! That ugly little guy, the one that made you wet your pants in fright.
But hey, maybe that’s why you people like them so much. They’re nature’s greatest makeover, a real life reality show. And who doesn’t love a happy ending? It’s Hollywood’s favorite story, the geek turned beauty. But that doesn’t do it for me. I know that those geeks and those beauties and everyone else in those damn films, and even worse, those “reality” shows, are ugly on the inside. Who isn’t ugly on the inside? A butterfly sure is. They prance around with their brightly colored wings, like models in nice clothing, hiding their evil, empty insides. But I see them for what they truly are: disgusting, filthy creatures. Not that I’ve seen one in quite some time… not that I’ve seen anyone for quite some time… but I remember.
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