:::nostress::: ...(please?)

Tuesday, October 19, 2004

Absurdement neutre notre SF / BAMBAMPOWOWOW

Absurdement neutre notre SF

mmm....silent and unseen as a stealthplane he came bunker.His name was Bob,he lived in bunker n°5 of this neighbourhood .
"Hi Bob,how was your day ?" his wife asked.
"mmmwell...the shops were crowded,the rocket propelled granates were cheap today so I bought
a few.I met Joe,my former companychief,he told me he was busy constructing a dirty bomb.I also met Jimmy,he told me since after the Great Unemployment Years he really became an expert in the making of Plastic bombs and Molotov coctails,yes:ev'rybody has to function on his scale and calibre let's say."
Alice,Bob's wife laughed nice and shy from behind her burka.
Burka...well...'bout the burka:In bunker n° 3 lived an arabic family.The woman had never dressed up in a burka and still isn't.
Alice and Bob were in a good nice neighbours-relationship.
But on a certain day after waterfloods and hurricanes repeated
one after another became so annoying ,Alice decided to go to a boat/submarine seminar to see if it wasn't a good idea to buy one of these things after all.
What Bob nor his wife Alice,she returned brainwashed after her trip to the coast,couldn't explain was why Alice returned wearing a burka.What they didn't knew was that Alice in fact was very explosive.Some coast- organisation had abducted her and had implanted a chip underneath Alice's Skin ,a chip thatinformed them where she was from that moment on ,a chip with micro-installed bomb at the same time.When place and time were ok,the leader of the organisation would press the button and ev'rywhere hundreds of Alice's would explode,no belts seen,nobody had the slightest notice.
Jim looked tired,he went a little nervous describing his day out,he yawned and said:"All these damned flies on the cadavres outside flying around like Apache Helicopters,damned it's getting worse day after day."
Alice told him they received an e-mail from Jean-Claude,some stoned his friend Luc to death,they suspected him of adultery.
and now...he wanted to visit us but he has to stay in the trainstation,he's from bunkertown 7 and yes we know him,mmm ...Bob,he is such a good fellow ,rather afraid,he was afraid to go to the doctor to let slice his fingerprints off.It's such a common given these days...but no,he didn't want to listen to my advice,his fingerprints are considered suspected now,he's waiting on a descision if he can enter our bunkertown and visit us or not,he let us now.
Jim was pale,tired ,angry,sorrowfull and powerless just like ev'ryone else on earth .
Alice tried to console him:"Ok,we don't have our dinner at McShit tonight,we stay in nice and cosy,if your tired it's to dangerous trying to avoid the landmines and the sharpshooters outside a second time today.
The children were so calm today,gaming their new wargame,I'm glad they're so easy at home now they have to stay in for safety'sake,real war is so mean,so terrible and they had to witness it again ,over and over.Before we go to bed
I put on some nice music left-overs,you remember darling,when we met,you remember the song :"What a wonderfull,wonderfull world"May all chidren be witness one day...

BAMBAMPOWOWOW

ALL NICE BORN,RAISED UNDER CRAPPY ACHIEVEMENT PRESSURE, FASTBURGERBABIES
COUNT SLOWLYTHE PEBBLES ON THE BEACH & BAMBAM OUT THE G 7-8-9 WORLDDREAMLIE BASED ON WAR AND GREED.

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