
written by mr.j 2009 (c)
Honestly, when did mouth-breathing-barbaric-louses use the computer so
much that we make Bill Gates look like an Amish Ted Kaczynski?
Look, this pixilated intellectual prism is populated by a parade of
texting, tweeting, twittering, bulletins, blogs, blurbs, black
berries, black boards, e-mails, and g-mails.
For Christ's sake, this human collective's blindly acquisitive nature
of asinine antics has elicited the intrusive perpetuation of the term
'login' more than Paul Bunion at a Lumber Jack Convention.
Listen folks, nowadays the cyberspace-Stargate has reconfigured the
molecular structure of the basic rules of human discourse.
What I'm saying is, banality of banter flourishes like a Blue Angel
soaring through social-stratospheric-chat-fests and caroming off
intergalactic solar plexuses of vastly vacant headed vernacular.
Truth be told, acronyms have stormed the beaches of conversations
resonating from the deepest part of my skull to the pillars of
Hercules to the café at the fucking Thunder Dome okay.
Face it, sump-sucking conversations orchestrate more mouse clicks than
when Mickey tap danced while speaking Ethiopian with a pocket full of
Tic Tacs.
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