Life Expectancy
| I live life to the fullest, I always (almost) have a full cup of water to drink & I enjoy the food too. I'd be a poor man if I truly lived life to the fullest seeing that food cost money & money is no good if covered in honey. Next week I opened a shoe stored & wept all the way to the anti-weeping machine. Floored by sickness I layed on the floor sick & moaning in slight sick like pain. The next day I felt fine but I still had an (advice) oven to fix. I hopped in my wheel chair (also know as chair with wheels) & tumbled my way to freedom because I built the chair myself. I destinationized at the Woolingburt's Clothing Textured Emporium, where I lived until I was able to yell for Help. But instead of Help some guy found me & assisted me to my feet (shoes (newspaper)). I told the man "thanks for the whistle gents, now I'm off" & I sped off in a one legged backstep fashion. On my way home, I don't know why I left the house anyway (I hit my noggin at the end of the tumble), I encountered a raspy villain who wore a large red spotted coat. I asked the man "What is your life expectancy?" (I know it's amazing that I wrote something that actually relates to the title) The man answered in a surprisingly unraspy voice "You can never tell because there are people like myself in this world." I responded "It's obvious I can't tell, I'm not you. You are you & you know better of yourself than I would." The man then claimed he needed to 'get off the streets' because he was 'ever so tired.' Not long after the encounter I was a police autocar pass by in an assailing way. I promised my puppets they would never have to cry & then I quickly booked a train to my wallet & rode off into the blinding sunrise, for it was a crystal train. | ||
| 2004 Piemerica-Incorperated-Eternally | 5/12 | Written by Emperor MAR May 11, 2004 |