May 8, 2013
So your teenage son/daughter is out driving the family SUV, eh? Aaaaaaaaa! Be sure to send them lots of texts about paying attention to the road. Or at least make sure they have a Smarty phone with lots of bright shiny screens to scroll through at the stoplight! And be sure they're not on some kind of legal, mind-altering, potentially homicidal thought-inducing or depression-causing synthetic drugs, aka synthetic legal intoxicating drugs (SLIDs). This incense and these bath salts sound like some really nasty shit. Sheesh! Makes me think back fondly to the days of good old fashioned weed, gravel roads, big-ass cars, and the predictably judgment-impairing effects of a six-pack of Milwaukee's Best. Maybe some Ozzy. Things were so much more wholesome back then. Maybe just as dangerous, but in a wholesome way. Like kung fu! Just like in this Buck-o-Nine song.So what can be done?! Clean-up! We've got to take the streets back! And the multi-use trails! Why, just look at the loitering and vagrancy that can occur at your local multi-use trail!
Also an imbalance in wealth/soil. Because we all know that soil and wealth are more or less interchangeable.
And don't say, "It's not my multi-use trail." because if it could happen on this one, it could probably happen on yours! There is a turf war taking place in many venues across this world. Here is an example.
And your woody fence is not going to be the last victim! So to heed this battle call, I put on some gloves and headed out with my fellow charcoal briquette manufacturing technicians to clean up this town. I picked up the detritus of modern society, which included the packaging for the aforementioned legal synthetic drugs.
That's my thumb, not a different extremity. Let's get our collective mind out of the gutter, dammit! |
So let's all avoid chewing off people's faces and clean this shit up!
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