Pub Crawl: Wild World of Way Wank Pass Words

So I get it.  I understand that we live in a world where everyone is out to steal everyone else’s identity and that we are so mother-effing childish and selfish that, along with our identities, everyone want’s to steal our cars, bicycles, style, livelihood, significant others, and anything else they can get their fat, greedy, greasy, short-fingered, dirt-under-the-nails hands on but I, for one, am sick to death of having to have a password for every last little bit of life that I might try to cling to and sicker still that the people who are in charge of the various cryptography that I’m forced to memorize keep forcing me to change my various passwords every ten minutes in some bizarre effort to keep ahead of the lawyers who are playing catch-up with the thieves who think that anything in my life is worth having.  

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