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Mindless Drool
Posted Oct 16, 2004
My Subject is Mindless Drool for those unfamilar with the term small wonder it's one of my on conception.
Mindles drool a type of substance composed of lack of substance, flashy PR and a play on the visual senses of a good percentile of the public in the United States.
The has the characteristics of a computer virus. *to be reffered to as MD ftom this point further, as to the fact the words in combination take to much time to type> Much like a MD *see much simpler* attacks the root systems of a computers file folders. Disabling certain comands whilst enabling comands brought in by theMD> MD Gets in the persons root file system ie grey matter. Goes directly to the folder titled: anything resembling a opinon or the folder titled no opinon: no opinon at all its likes that one better takes less time oh on adverage 2 maybe 3 nanoseconds less the than the root folder previously mentioned. The CV quickly removes all traces of set folders and replaces them with get opinon from favourite flashy news source. Whilst there it inputs deeper comands like don't that fast food look good, wounder what that flashy logo would look in favourite colour. Since the MD has no need to chance colour prefference because the makers of said MD makers will no less money as to what colour prefference is currently set. They will make even more money 3 to 6 months down the road when a new fashion trend will be evoked.
So in conclusion Wy don't you take your time to form your own opinon resist the efforts makers of Mindless Drool, and avoid the Zombie-like effects that it infects in the mind of those that have already been infected by the virus. *Note the effects are reversable the sooner the better. The longer the virus infest the operating system ie the mind. The less the chances are that said victim will recover.
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Ugly Americans
Posted Oct 16, 2004
True we have no culture.
We make waste of the Queen's tongue.
But We've backed England's Play since World War One. To nowadays we make our plays to fight for right the things we say. Heavy is the head with crown for after all it will fall to ground. For Europe is the choosen one next in line, it's time has come to take lead. And all that comes with. For new the call from rulers hall. Come one come all to victor's wall. A game of sorts for all kings courts. The silent drone for those without home. A yell of wild to play yet mild. To fall to ground without a sound. For ears of those who take control. Without a thought for what they've wrought. On those who pay to make the day of glory for those who's story will Make the lines of a forgotten time. When England stores of forgotten wars that made them great a time of fate.
Written: Started 06/02/02 Finished 15/10/04
By Donald Gene FitzGerald
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Ugly Americans
Posted Oct 16, 2004
True we have no culture.
We make waste of the Queen's tongue.
But We've backed England's Play since WW1. To nowadays we make our plays to fight for right the things we say. Heavy is the head with crown for after all it will fall to ground. For Europe is the choosen one next in line, it's time has come to take lead. And all that comes with.
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Ugly Americans
Posted Oct 16, 2004
True we have no culture.
We make waste of the Queen's tongue.
But We've backed England's Play since WW1. To nowadays we make our plays to fight for right the things we say. Heavy is the head with crown for after all it will fall to ground. For Europe is the choosen one next in line, it's time has come to take lead. and all that comes with.
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Sir Lancelot's Dream a Poem
Posted Oct 10, 2004
Sir Lacelot's Dream
Out in the night darkness and gloom. Inward the silence like that of a tomb. Out in the gloom what did appear but a creature of darkness that knows no fear.
Like a shot in the dark, a scream in the night. A fearful young lady half dead from fright. You rise to the occassion, cause you were'nt playin. Like a Knight from past, you rush to arms to save the young lass.
You reach out in the night whilst you were in flight, but all you can find is your trusty old knife. Of course it was a Buck but that was no luck because it was'nt sharp.
So you had more balls than you did brains, and you ran thru the night in hopes to maim the unearthly creature which had dropped in from last nights late feature.
A ring on the phone which brought to end your escapades with your creature friend. A young lady to ask, where the hell have you been it would seem that you left her in quite a jam. When you failed to pick her up from work. You hung up the phone as she called you a jerk.
Written by : Donald Gene FitzGerald. That's Me 
Written : 1984
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