intro to econ 102

[RadiKS]

Once upon a time there was a man whose arms looked like this and he was the matrix master of china, a very corrupt man undermining his own matrix. And he drank enough liquid to sustain a small country. He ate enough food that a small country died.

Of course to regulate marketplaces within countries? or now among countries. The regulation is inappropriate. Holy fuck!

In some alleyway somewhere an old man wept. His face, weathered like an old ball glove, creased another wrinkle. And the sun rose, and set and rose and still the man sat, slumped as a damp paper bag might sit. And he wept. And he wept. because he had lost his penis in a freak Zellers accident with a sewing machine and a wife beater. His penis lay there twitching on the ground. The man's eyes welled up with tears as blood was dripping down his leg. And he wept and he wept.

Back home, a daughter paced in front of a window. The wind hit the window like a barrage of bullets. She thought of daddy, in the war, before he went crazy. Daddy killed a man, a nazi soldier in a dark-grey moldy cave slowly smoking a cigarette thought Betty as she asked herself. "Am I going to let that kid hit the other kid over the face with a shovel?"

Carter's leg began to twitch as the fog thickened. Carter knew the fog was mustard gas, but he had stopped caring long ago. He saw things that he never dreamt could happen. The place he was going had to be better than the hell he was engaged in. But he didn't die... he couldn't die as he soon realized. It had been a curse which he once relished. Through the war Carter realized that the tragedy of the world was too horrific to go on. But he could not die as he saw so many. And so he wept. Why is everyone weeping... he stopped crying and shot a few nazis for his dead friends and the Jews of the world. Then a single leaf dropped from a tree who could not bear its weight any longer. As it hit the ground Betty watched as the kid hit the other kid with a shovel, and so she wept. But Betty knew all about being hit with shovels. It was her sweet 16, and Bobby, the gootball captain, arrived home drunk again. He beat her face so bad, she was bruised as dark as Martin Luther King Jr.

The football coach was really drunk though and he forgot how to drive, so he was well on his way walking home through the vicious grey monsoon. Eventually he got home and let himself in through the garage to sick up a shovel. He came upstairs and was shocked to find Martin Luther King Jr in place of his wife. Shocked only that MLK Jr was fully clothed

"FUCK" he yelled, like a doctor dropping a baby

After getting MLK Jr naked, he wound to beat him, seeing his black naked body, reflecting the moonlight because he was drenched in sweat. He couldn't beat this man, the world would need him.

He stopped abruptly at this realization that perhaps the dreams of one black man could change history. He put down the shovel as MLK Jr trembled and bled on the bed sheets.

"I can't fucking do this! They'll need you!" and he left, just like that, never to return. And with that note, aeons passed by while grey Jesuses watched until finally MLK Jr gets his freak on in the rain while pole-dancing.

Cliffs:

1. Econ 102 lecture
2. lol we wrote a story ::

[Freddy Mercury]

hey nice thread, sounds like a porno

[Stupendous]

tl;dr

[angrybusdriver]

ROFL Words just moved to California

[Ken]

I keekled

[RadiKS]

Originally Posted by Tiny Penis

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