By Eugene Hütz
If karma doesn’t give you what you deserve, I certainly will.
It’s called karma, and it’s pronounced Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha.
Dear karma, I have a list of people you missed.
Dear karma, please be punctual.
Karma has no problem getting back in touch with you when need be.
I believe in karma. That means I can do bad things to people all day long and I assume they deserve it.
Karma never loses an address.
I’m going to sit back and laugh when karma punches you in the face.
Karma is like a rubber band. You only stretch it so far before it come back and smack you in the face.
Karma has no menu. You get served what you deserve.
Karma is a cruel mistress.
When karma comes back to punch you in the face, I wanna be there just in case it needs help.
There is no any cheatcode to overtake your karma.
Cheat on a good woman and karma makes sure you end up with the bitch you deserve.
Karma is when you throw a banana in Mario Kart and you end up slipping on it.
Revenge? Naaah…I’m too lazy. I’m gonna sit here and let karma f*ck you up.
A strong woman doesn’t seek revenge. She moves on and lets karma do her dirty work.
The truth is not for all men but only for those who seek it.
Throughout the centuries there were men who took first steps, down new roads, armed with nothing but their own vision.
Let us throw away our candles and our torches. Let us flood the cities with light. Let us bring a new light to men!