4.19.05 SYNPOSIS: a twist turning adventure that parallels anyones life that spirals toward a confusing and dismal letdown. _____________________________________________________________________ it was a warm day, albeit a not enough sleep day, a good day none the less was waiting in the wings just outside of the threshold. divorce style i suppose.
today we have a game, but really its no game at all. a battle rather, a war of the gifted and non gifted alike coming together to collectively beat the living hell out of any takers on the volleyball battlefield.
volleyball? yes, one of the more underrated wartime activities. but i ask you this; have you ever stood 6 feet over and opposing earthling that has recently suffered a crushing....no a destructive....no no, ...... A CRITICAL HIT DRAGON WARRIOR 3 for the NES STYLE volleyball spike blow to their now lifeless carcass once called a body, now just a bag of tomato sauce and meat beneath the net of truth ?
well my friend then you have never really lived until you have made a woman cry as a result of this humiliating force of nature. And if so, can she really of called herself a woman to start with ? no my friend, can you really consider yourself a man if you?ve never seen the tears of joy, frozen to the side of your own face ? BOOM SHOCK A LOCKA
(that last part got away from me)
i arrived to consciousness early this day and to the motivating words of sir William Wallace himself, THEY MAKE TAKE OUR LIVES ! BUT THEY WILL NEVER TAKE, OUR FREEDOM!!!!! These words transcended through Mel Gibson inspired me paint my face with the blood of the English, 13th century style. The blood of the english being modern day paint from walmart. another giant conglomerate that i am sure if mr. wallace was alive today he would consume with lightning from his eyes and fire from his arse.
a black cross says something, it says,.....it says FUCK WITH ME IF YOU WANT TO. black cross down the middle and across the eyes of the face of pure mis guided angst. white for the remaining flesh of angst.
rally the troops ? aye. motivate the earthlings ? aye. as aliens from differing areas of depression arrive, they are intimidated by mere sight of....well the mere sight of our freaking battlefield. its really quite small and is difficult to fit 6 people in there without being elbow to elbow. Sucks.
aye, true enough. but are we not deep in the trenches of war ? this is our house and they make take their place here, but by GOD i will not let them TAKE, OUR TROPHIES!!!!!! and freedom as well.
the game begins, and enemies of the east are taking a little too much pride in beating the living hell out of us in our house.
then it happens.
the most awesome display of raw intense power the likes of which this particular rehab facility has never witnessed; power that not only makes your soul better on the battlefield, it makes any other earthlings in your general vicinity invincible like you ?
no, that didnt happen. sorry.
8 points in yours truly rose to the occasion to defend against a cocky sum bitch from a local crazy house. now i can jump, not as high as once in my old age, but i still gots da hops to a degree.
up we goes, and.....down we goes. SNAP, ankle is rolled. on what ? that is still up to debate, the predecessor to william wallace would take the high road and state the sheer height in which he ascended equaled a defeating blow to the ankle when back in contact with earth.
crunch.
wallace out, monkey ass replacement in, we go out of the battlefield 0 - 2 and receive best sportsmanship trophy. which is crap, the only way we got that hunk of metal, er plastic was because no one on our team cursed the whole game. unless you count the time that i said MYANKLEMOTHERFUCKINGSHITFUCKARGHHHHFUCKHELPSHITFUCKFUCKIREALLYLIKE THESONGSOMEWHATDAMAGEDBYNINEINCHNAILSAIYEEEE. i guess they didnt.
xrays result no break, a severe sprain.....a simple sprain to a mere icon in his own mind. a lesser man would be dead. and that my friend, is how my fucking day went.
enjoy.
-ps. (my ankles the size of a softball, no, not a womans softball A MANS SOFTBALL !)
Edited by PrisonSong (04/19/05 07:40 PM)
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