Adventures of an asshole

I keep thinking about the modern man. He is constantly online, his next update on Facebook will surely summerize his day elequantly and with depth. The modern man, he post pictures of his children on internet forums.

The modern man knows how to search for fast streaming porn on the web and not just ones of the Hollywood variaite. I am talking Japanese squid-porn deluxe.

The modern man knows how to find Waldo. He just uses the GPS on his phone.

I have been thinking about the modern man, stuck in a web of technology snapping into life with every blog entry. The modern man is an empty man.