Peace and Harmony is a fish sandwich away.

This world is so messed up and it is all because of me. No just kidding, I wish I had that much power. But seriously, our maleficent socio-entity can be summed up, only if we are able to determine the depth in which we are unable to understand each other. Understanding truly is the key to being able to live in peace and harmony. So - when I say I want a fish sandwich, give me a fish sandwich. Chicken is not fish unless you are eating at McDonald's. On a side note: It's a well known fact that everything on the McDonald's menu is made of grade D Mexican Turkitos (turkito is Mexican for chicken, and D is Mexican for digestable), they just use various flavorings (beef, fish, apple) developed by the Ronald McDonald house. And in case you where wondering, the answer is yes - that money you put in that little box on the counter is to pay for child flavor. Don't worry, that wasn't a Typo - McDonald's in no way condones child labor. Children actually serve as an excellent flavor enhancer - curiously, the lost ones taste better having something to do with over sized tear and snot ducts.
*Don't feel bad, some side notes are just bigger than others, just the way god intended.

Because TV told me so, I know, that over 6,000,000,000 people die each year because of such simple misunderstandings. Some will say that this is an exaggeration, others will say - "Shit - that has to be true. I can't count as high as the number of times I wanted to murder those bastards for fucking up my order!" Either way, this discussion will have to wait because my breakfast is ready...

Anyway, like I said, 6,000,000,002 people die each year as a result of simple misunderstandings. Whatever, it can't be helped. World peace may only be a fish sandwich away, but who wants world peace anyway? Want to know what world peace is? World Peace is a herpes commercial, or an episode of Lamb Chop, or worse yet - Mr. Roger's Neighborhood! A dicksgusting turkey meat sandwich is a small price to pay to not have to live next door to a talking lamb or a pederast, wouldn't you say?