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PostsIf By War On Terrorism, You Mean Break-Dancing War On Terrorism, Then All Is Well. - By: ![]() You know what I've realized over the last few years? I've realized violence isn't always necessary. I know what you're saying right now. "But didn't you say violence is necessary if the end result is uncontrollable laughter?" Well yeah, I said it, but underneath the ice that surrounds my heart lurks compassion. Besides, this terrorism stuff is getting out of hand. What happened to the good old days? "The good old days?" you ask. Yes, thats right, I'm talkin about the 80's, the age of "Fuck Da Police" and yes, break-dancing. You see, back in those days people didn't settle disputes with mindless killing. Back in the 80's, if you were to interrupt a church sermon by shouting "If Jesus loves me so much, why won't he kill my wife so i can collect some insurance money, and buy a plasma screen TV.", the choir would've broke out the turn tables, and you and the pastor would've break-danced for respect. I think thats a lot better then the preacher jumping over the seats and beating you in the face with his super thick Bible. Hopefully by now you're thinkin "Wow, break-dancing could bring about world peace". If you are then you're fucking right. Instead of commiting acts of terrorism that cost many innocent people their lives, Saddam, and President Bush could've break-danced for respect, with the aid of funky beats provided by DJ Spin Laden and MC Al Queada. This event could have been broadcasted worldwide, so when Gary Coleman anounced the winner, the whole world would've know who had the juice, and it would be left at that. One would have their self resecpt intact, and the other would leave dissed. No bombs. no nerve gas, no problem. -FIN- Untitled. - By: I forgot to eat yesterday. I was too busy reminding myself to breath. If i could only remember what it was like. What it's like afterwards. There's no time to remember Too busy finding searching breathing thinking eating working. I sit here in my chair. I worked today! I deserve a reward. So i sit here in my chair too busy to remember as i sit in my chair. I must see what hte world wants before I put time to remember. Too late to remember must drink must sleep. Ringing, then working. Working, then seeing what then seening what the world wants. Drinking, then sleeping. Much too busy to remember. Ring, Work, Seeing what the world wants////////////Power's out. Fear, clarity, time to remember. Serenity, tranquility//////////// Power's on. . . . . Seeing what the world wants, drinking, sleeping, much too busy to remember. |