Beach Days
The waves splash the shore
As I visit the Ice Cream Cart once more
As the smell of the wet sand creaps into my body
I gaze into the bar, and see men drinking hot toddies
I hear the seaguls chattering
as I see stares so flattering
As I gaze towards the people who are so, so thin
I feel the sun shone on my skin
I see sand castles being built
I laugh when it collapses, as I feel sudden guilt.
Hum?
A better place, for who? Abused children? Starving people? Families ravedged by addiction? Soldiers returning from war? A better world means many things to many different people.
How does one make this a better world? Challenge the status quo. Ask questions. Become politically incorrect. Speak up for the injustices. Hurt somebodies feelings?
Demand answers why do people starve when the rich and famous here in America hold public fundraisers on network television to aid hurricane or flood victims. Instead of just giving their away millions to aid devestated families. Famous people answering phones calls from the very people that made them famous to help people that have nothing.
If an athlete or media star makes a million dollars an hour and people are starving from lack of water is there really any way to make this a better world? There is no such thing as a better world until mankind learns that we are to make people more important than ourselves.
If you have it all give it all away then start working to get it all again. Why such selfishness? When perverts are allowed to watch children being molested for free on the internet with no tupe of policing protection. Surely somebody can find a way to police the internet. They have made billions in perfecting everything else. What is I phone now 8? Come on Mr who ever take that brain of yours you have proven yourself worthy now let's protect children from sick perverts that's pay to which children being tortured.
Ah the world a better place must be a dream. My effort is to do what ever little thing I can. Cheer someone up smile more give a compliment do a kind gesture on a whim for no reason. Help a poor family with groceries pay somebodies utility bill. Call the homeless shelter see who has kids that need a new bicycle, shoes, school clothes. I've got an idea. Give an under privileged child free music lessons.
Voodoo Dick
(It's dumb.)
A woman walks into an adult store. She tells the guy behind the counter that her husband is going away on business and that she needs something to "entertain" her while he's gone. He reaches under the counter and pulls up a thin box with the words "Voodoo Dick" over the cover.
"Ooh" she says, mouth wide in awe. "How does it work?"
The clerk opens the box and shouts "Voodoo Dick: door!" The dildo flies out of it's box and once it hits the door, does not leave the store but instead starts hitting the door.
"What's it doing?" the woman asks.
"Can't you tell? It's fucking the door!"
"Ooh, I'll take it!"
...
Cruising down the street is a car swerving from side to side mile after mile. A cop pulls the car over. It's a woman in heat and convulsions. How she managed to stop the car was above the cop's paygrade.
"Help me," she pleads. "It's this Voodoo Dick! It won't stop fucking me!"
The cop stares at the woman in her convulsive state. He's seen plenty of things on the road, from addicts, to thieves, to speeding goats. But nothing prepared him for this. He responded with disbelief. Sure it was an addict or some amateur witch...
"Voodoo Dick? My ass-"
fin.