CygnusX1 wrote:****throws a caterpillar in Zed's cell and tells him it's poisonous***
Some folks are gonna hate me for all this torture, I-tell-ya-what....
I've heard that boot camp was absolutely filled with torture. Being forced to walk long distances while carrying heavy loads, sleep deprivation, men in white coats sticking their fingers up places where the sun don't shine...
You're close!
you forgot the smoke chamber (Navy) and tear gas chamber lockdowns,
but that doesn't count, right? Well, evidently not.
I feel so abused, but will no one will come to OUR aid?
Don't hold your breath.....unless they waterboard us next.
Like an enigma through the much traversed labyinth of labor for the specticals of life searching through the looking glass is it better to sit alone
by the bank of a river under a cresent moon or be surrounded by the specticals calloused and fatigued scared a representation of yourself bad product from a bad society ugly and repugnant becoming a habit then our habits become duty expecting nothing of anything we have not altered.
Me... I can't stand the grotesqueness of controlling people wanting to be rid of me only because I don't prescribe to their ways.
When evil is allowed to compete with good, evil has an emotional populist appeal that wins out unless good men & women stand as a vanguard against abuse.
I want to take a generous mittenful of deadly "yellow snow" crystals and
rub-it-all-into-their-beady-little-eyes-with-a-vigorous-circular-motion-
hitherto-unknown-to-the-people-in-this-area-but-destined-to-take-the-
place-of-the-mudshark-in-your-mythology.
***catches breath***
....here it goes now - the vigorous circular motion....RUB IT.
