Dreams of inequality

Princes writes a letters to santa Claus:

'Dear Santa,

I sense that you don't like this letter already. Probably because I'm not being honest with you. This letter is not for you. It is a letter to the council.
On saturday I went to the police station. I was deeply shocked that you allow the prisoners to chat up the visitors and why is the prison in police station anyway?
The guy behind the bars code had
addressed me as follows:
-How about you jump to my cell and we play some games together?
-How about a game of tennis? Do you play tennis? - I said
-Yes, actually I'm a famous tennis player. You didn't know? Shame you don't know anything about sports. How embarrassing for you!
Yes, Council, how embarrasing! How dare you keep the famous tennis player so bar-coded that even I don't know about him? Haven't you see the zeitgeist? Where is the whole world going?
I hope you improve your brains in an emergency mode.
Looking forward to hearing from you Arsehole Detecteur.

Regards Princess'

After writing the letter Princess went to the beauty studio called 'Pubic Whales'. Unfortunately the beauty studios are full of women and today they decided to do a demonstration. Walking around the beauty studio they harmonically sang:
'Sexual freedom for all animals! Let the dogs fuck!'
Observing this, Princess quickly thought:
' Sheize! Everything is taken care of! Is there any inequality I can direct my fury into? My love and grief are restless. Give them a reason!!!!

...and she cried until the icecream van.
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