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Wednesday, March 30, 2011

thank you world

I wake up from my dust-mite infested bed and stroll across my dead skin cell covered carpet to use the bathroom that has mold on the walls and chemicals in the toilet water even before I put the blue stuff in there. I turn on the water from the faucet that has fluoride and chlorine in it, and put my sea-weed made toothpaste on my fecal matter covered toothbrush. I brush for not quite long enough to truly get them clean and finish with mouthwash that for some reason is safe to put in my mouth but not to drink. I stroll to the childrens rooms and wake the from sleep they don't get enough of to perform well in school, and have them get dressed with clothes made by people the same age as them a world away. I feed the children cereal, with more dyes and preservatives then a dead body, whom I am told I am raising to have some sort of complex because I don't hug them for the right amount of time or tell them how great they are every second even if they haven't done anything. The children then step outside the house into the possible acid rain they will be exposed to while waiting to ride a giant vehicle that burns up the ozone layer and has no seat belts that takes them to an indoctrination facility. Or "school" if you prefer. There they will not be able to sit still and instead of being shown how to sit and learn as part of a productive member of society as was the case in the past, they will be doped up to the point of being mildly comatose as to not upset the federal funding the indoctrination facility receives. Breath. I myself will fix my own breakfast consisting of genetically engineered pork, eggs that come from chickens that do not have the ability to walk, and toast made from wheat that (according to the gub-ment) contains NO trace of the pesticides used on it by the farmers. I then get in my own metal box of death and after making it past the 1 mile radius of accident likelihood I arrive at a job that will slowly give me carpal tunnel syndrome in my hands and make me go blind do to staring at a computer screen all day after stealing company time by taking too long in the bathroom. I make sure to not effectively communicate with my boss thereby not getting that raise I could be entitled to, and I steal more company time looking online at social networking sites. After an exercise in both destroying  the roads I drive on, the environment, and wasting some more of my life sitting in traffic, I arrive back at the house in time to ignore the children, giving them plenty of angst to brood over as they sit in front of whatever device will keep them from having to think for themselves or create their own fun. I feed these same children foods filled with m.s.g., h.i.v., x.y.z. and poo poo pee. I later further my destruction of the environment by watching tv and learning how everything in the world is killing me and everyone in the world hates me for being me and how by watching tv about how I raising the children wrong I am in fact, raising them wrong and if I would only donate so many cents a day to a kid across the world who will grow up to suicide bomb me anyway and how I need to be aware of everything and everybody and their problems and I need to vote this way and that way and I eat too much of the wrong food and drive too many miles in the wrong car and live in too big of a wrong house and my kids are too dumb and Im too fat and I need to take Constipatelaxitivejockitch-a-latan to solve all my medical problems and the whole world is going to blow up if Im not looking and......

Fuck it, it's just a typical monday.

Friday, March 11, 2011

bored games

Yes, I know that title is spelled wrong for the purpose of this post, but you will get the point here shortly. So I keep hearing about these damn somali pirates and muslims in other countries trying to kill us and all the unrest in the middle east. Keep in mind we have no beginning or end east, just the middle. And it got me to thinking about what we never see in any of these news reports. Board games. I mean no wonder these people are so pissed off. You just think about how well monopoly would go over there. Their money already looks like monopoly money as it is, if they run out while playing instead of having everyone turn in $100 bills for $500 bills they could use their countries actual currency. Instead of a shoe and a top hat, they could have a camel and a turbin. Possibly a suicide bomber vest piece. And why would the crazies in afghanistan want to kill us if they could do it many times over by playing risk? The only learning curve would be teaching them how to count to operate the dice, but fuck it, they would have a blast. Those somali pirates would be so busy playing hungry hungry hippos they would forget they had no food to eat themselves in no time. And do you really think members of al ki-duh could hate us after playing the game of life and seeing the chances you take on the number of peg children you have to carry around in the car? I know what you're saying, where can I get really small saddles for my mice led government overthrow, but think about this for a minute, has anyone ever tried to introduce scrabble into egypt?