Words melt in your mind and not in your hand! Ever wondered what it is that belies the lies and underlies the rise of the Lord’s flies? I due, I flew, I mu.
Once, a long time before next Christmas, a pregnant shopper popped her shiny new consumer right on the department store floor.
It cried, “Ah wahn, ah wahn, ah wahn,” and then it howled, “MAAAWWWWR!” The clerks came along and smiled: the future rings of the cash register’s sing was already drifting through their heads.
“Would you like that gift wrapped?” a perky, pretty vacant thing asked.
“Yes!” said the popper shopper, “I’m only a white-trash, single teenage mother, waiting for opportunity to get onto Maury or Montel, and this little bundle of annoy will make a wonderful present for my two-year old. Can you poke a few holes into the box, though. I think those sorts of things need some air now and then, right?” So the clerk with perk plucked up that little number and hopped on over to the grift wrap department. Only another scam and wouldn’t Uncle Sham be proud to know that (even these days girl or boy) another Trooper is being primed to be at the ready, steady, DIE! at the blink of a trouser snake’s eye! And that was only nine-months ago, wait until the NEW SCIENCE figures out how to reduce the gestation to a mere few weeks! Then we’ll be overrun by all sorts of little zombies at a rate unheard of in any snail’s pace!
But I digress from the rest of the worst, and may I not fulfill my stinking curse? Back to words that melt in mind, but interpreted taste cannot be shared! Only accepted that your chocolate is similar enough to mine that we can share some sort of overlapping paradigm. Can you see what I mean? Can you see it clearly like I do? Soren said, “No!” and by jove he’s right. The words that are transmitted are never received the way they’ve been intended, and it is often Greek to the ear—even if the brain of the ear understands Greek! Can we not see that we disagree on even the simplest splatters, but it doesn’t matter so long as we can sit down and share a meal? And I can’t speak for you, but I figure that everyone likes to eat food. |
