The Rot Hustle - 25/8
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The Joker: “Ohhh, I love this one. People moan about rot in the system — corruption, greed, exploitation. They curse it, spit on it, call it filth. But when rot puts bread on their table? Suddenly it’s not rot anymore, it’s ‘just business.’
And then — then! — the moment someone hustles better than they do, plays the rot with sharper teeth, they squeal like little piggies in a butcher’s shop. Ha! That’s the comedy of it all: they hate the game only when they’re losing.”
Mrs. Catford (tail flick, voice like claws on silk): “They love the rot when it feeds them. They hate it when it feeds someone else. Hypocrisy dressed in Sunday clothes.”
Mr. Catford (low growl): “Don’t complain about the jungle if you can’t stalk like a predator. Simple.”
The Clown: leans back, laughter swelling, a single honk echoing before the madness spills out “HA! You can’t scrub rot off the walls, darling. You either live with the smell… or burn the whole house down. Anything else? That’s just perfume on corpses!”
The Joker (smirking wider): “Exactly! You don’t get to curse rot and pretend it doesn’t exist, then cry foul when someone sharper, hungrier, meaner out-hustles you. That’s not morality, that’s jealousy. And jealousy, dear reader, is just rot with make-up.”
Jerry, the Ankle Biter (Dept. of Petty Affairs): “Short version? Don’t hate the rot just ‘cause it didn’t pick you first.”
Closing Thought: Rot exists. Stop pretending otherwise. If you can’t beat the hustle, don’t cry when someone else does.
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Graffiti on the Wall: “Call me a demon, call me a jerk — but if you refuse to change, don’t expect me to save you.”