She........twirls on that escalator, doing her stupid little stunt; a part of her hair catches in it; it rips away half her scalp, leaving a bloody, hairy clump on the deck, with half her head bleeding like a sieve, while she clumsily stumbles and bumps her way to-and-fro screaming and begging for someone to help her.
I.......stand there, and scream back at her "OMG!! THAT WUZZZ SUCH A NEAT TRICK!! DO IT AGAIN!! WHOO-HOO!! WOW!! YOU WERE AWESOME!! DO IT ONE MORE TIME, AND I PROMISE I'LL GET YOU TO SOME MEDICAL ATTENTION....OKAY?? C'MON!! DO IT AGAIN!"
Let's all walk dow the street with steel coats and helmets on talking in monotone; only buy the things we need; only go where we have to go; avoid crowds in case we catch something; skip live sporting events for fear of opposing fans reprisal; drive safe, heavy volvos, not Harley's; eat low glycemic foods, not cheesecake. Sounds like fun.
There are four intelligent sentient beings on Glumbert. I am one of them. You, skidmarks, are another. The others are two people with a vast array of aliases who use this site as a practice ground for their schizophrenia. The non-aliases, such as canuckand infinity, are dull and tedious in different ways and best avoided.
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