Subversion of the 9th Degree

Where the Norms are Not Welcome

Where the lines between right and wrong are blurred, like a poorly drawn cartoon.

Or, you know, where the truth is hidden behind a series of nested, deceitful folders.

Where the truth is doubled, like a cleverly folded origami.

Or, you know, where the lies are layered, like an onion.

Where the lies are tripled, like a cleverly crafted trombone.

Or, you know, where the truth is hidden behind a series of nested, deceitful folders.

Where the truth is quadrupled, like a quadrupled-tailed cat in a bathtub.

Or, you know, where the lies are layered, like an onion.