You know when you get an idea in your head and it just seeds and keeps growing. Well yesterday I realized it'd been a long time since I'd just drunk listening to Black Label Society. Which, in my opinion, is the reason alcohol was invented. It's just awesome to let yourself sink into despair and let the music take you to all the dark places of your mind. Feeling all the pain in your life rise to the surface, realizing all your mistakes and welcoming the darkness. “Once you step inside, no one gets out alive”. Then, through the darkness comes a moment of clarity. Everything makes sense. There's just one question. Were the Oompa Loompa's a form of slave labor?
Yes was the clear winner with 60% of the votes selected from the following:
Yes indeedy, that Willy Wonka ran a sweat shop.