Saturday, July 19, 2008

The prayer of Jabez

Command center! Come in, Command center! The wolfpack is rampant once again. Tragedy has befallen our comrades in the east corridor. Unless we find the circuit breaker that controls his mind, John will find his way to our databases and hack into our brains, forcing us to eat WAY too much pudding. Thrifty, I might add. Starship troopers continually malign their forefathers' obsession with Alkaline substances. In return, the forefathers' ghosts have rather annoyingly made the habit of stealing the troopers' pillows. Such ungrateful grasshopper techniques have painted a picture of injustice throughout Buenos Aires. Oh, yeah, right. Like you've never circled the patient square that much before. You are the one that practically brought about the whole infatuation of gorilla sweat- stretched out or at least extrapolated from that entire realm. Don't act as if you were only the forerunner. You took out a loan, remember? So hypocritical.