Two non-apologies

Some things are certain. The sky is blue. The uglier the girl the more you choke the bishop and the kitchen sink will always smell of old macaroni.
And, ofcourse, whether you are going to be better at something depends on whether you practise or not. These are natural rules of daily human lives. You can not change these things, you can't make these things unhappen. Every one of you must take these rules into consideration. Here comes the tricky part, and it might be difficult to understand for some.

We are Disneybitch.

These rules don't apply to us. Our sky is blood red. We don't know any ugly girls and we never have to choke the bishop. Our kitchen sink may smell of macaroni but, hey, you can't have everything. And the important part, we get even better though we don't practise. We admit that the activity at the Disneybitch Dome have been below zero for some time. We won't apologize for this. We don't do apologies. So don't expect any.

Anyway. We request all people in Stockholm riding the subway to freely use your cell phones! Fuck the prohibition! Rip the signs! If some poor stumbling retired raisin pensioner asks you to turn off your phone, start screaming out loud! There are no sign that tell you not to scream out loud! So for the love of god (read: Disneybitch) don't give in to this silly prohibition or suggestion or whatever it is that they use tax-money for.

Be a bitch. Scream.