Sharks. Oh heavens above and all the realms below I hate sharks. Now for an exegesis on what the shark is please consult the song "Mac the Knife"

Hey that shark has pretty teeth dear
and he shows 'em pearly white
Just a jackknife has Macheath dear
And he keeps it way out of site


When that shark bites with his teeth dear
Scarlet billows they begin to spread
Fancy white gloves has Macheath dear
So theres never, never a trace of red

Sharks prey on the weak. Oh and they are so charming, ever so charming. My greatest rage is reserved for the gay shark though. The man who preys on the weaknesses inherent in the queer male condition. The man who refers to men as meat. The man who hunts for new prey. Better to spend the night inthe arms of a predator than alone or so the thought process of the meat goes. That is of course if he realizes that he is being hunted.

The most disgusting thing about the shark is the level of deceit. After all its just a meaningless fuck right?

There is no Meaningless fuck.

Callous? Yes. Self Serving? No Doubt. But meaningless? Never.

I hate sharks. I detest anyone who refers to "new meat"