Okay, I mean Twitter.
I'll be finishing "The Monster of Florence" soon.
But since I'm on my beloved laptop, I would like to tell everyone that I am massively annoyed at the interrogation method of brainless judges and inspectors.
If they expect ONLY the kind of results they wanted in the first damned place, why bother wasting their breath shooting questions at their victims ever so harshly. Whatever was told as a truth, they will eventually bend them sinful.
I think you are just a pathetic craftsman, weaving stories out of invisible threads.
So what's with this showcase of tremendous effort to capture the "monster".
So W T F.
P.S. I guess it happens everywhere else.
No comments:
Post a Comment