A Spiralbound Manifesto

I don't want you to think that I'm trying to be a snob about it; however,

I have no desire to use this space to tell you about my day.
I have no desire to use this space to share my feelings about girls.
I have no desire to use this space to vent my frustrations.

My desire is to use what space I have to entertain and to say something of note. I like to think that somewhere underneath the jokes and staggering intellect, I have something real to say.

Or something...

Manifesto sounds a lot like Mephistopheles to me. Manifestos also remind me of Communism. These two facts should combine to form Captain Planet... no... they should combine to prove that Communism is a tool of The Devil. Clearly.