They drove a little while before jack started to trust himself to say what he wanted. “This is kidnaping” he said. “No it’s not, you’re not a kid and I have no intention of going to sleep just yet” Said Modi. “What? No that’s not what I meant” said jack. Modi laughing said “I know what you mean, and well I don’t really care because me abducting you like this is for the safety of the world.” “believe it or not but you are more important than you think, and after what I show and tell you, you will come along with me of your own free will.” “You are part of a new generation.”
Later they drove into Modi’s drive way. “Well here we are… your new home.” He said getting out of the car and walking to the front door. “What do you mean my new home, I have a home already; and I want to go there now” Said jack. Modi unlocking the door said. “Can’t I’ve kidnaped you, now I’ll show you your room.” Jack seeing nowhere else to go reluctantly followed Modi into the house. “How long do I have to live here?” said jack as they entered a bedroom. “This room is yours. About ten years” Said Modi leaving the room. Little did he know it would be about ten minutes. “Can I go home and get my things” Jack asked. “Yes you can I guess, come here first” said Modi. Jack surprised at the answer followed Modi into a work room. “Here, put your leg up here” said Modi pointing to a stool. Jack did as he was told and lifted his leg to place it on the stool. Modi then took a police tracking band off of a table and put it around his leg then fastened it with two rivets. “What is this for” Jack said looking at the band like it was going to blow up. “well you’re going in my car and it’s clear that you don’t want to be here so if you are not back in 5 hours it will blow up and then you won’t have to be here” said Modi with a smile. “Here are my keys, don’t crash I like that car” he said showing Jack to the door.
Sunday, February 20, 2011
love
Love
Love is liking something or someone a lot so I guess love is someone or something that has made something else easier. Say for example you love your math class (for whatever reason), math class has made your days at school a lot easier or at least more bearable. You could love your wife, girlfriend, or whatever because they make your miserable life just a little bit easier, and then when they leave you, you still love them witch is a mistake because they haven’t made your life easier just harder, in short you’re there bitch. There is an episode in the boondocks that is a lot like this. Tom a black lawyer is kicked out of the house by his white wife who he loves very much. He goes to live with his black neighbors the Freemans (I don’t know if I spelled it right but whatever). He stays there for a few days and starts to get on their nerves, so granddad hires A Pimp Named Slickback. To help tom out with his woman problems, and well you’re going to have to watch it for the rest. Well there you have it you’ve wasted another good couple min reading this have a good day.
Love is liking something or someone a lot so I guess love is someone or something that has made something else easier. Say for example you love your math class (for whatever reason), math class has made your days at school a lot easier or at least more bearable. You could love your wife, girlfriend, or whatever because they make your miserable life just a little bit easier, and then when they leave you, you still love them witch is a mistake because they haven’t made your life easier just harder, in short you’re there bitch. There is an episode in the boondocks that is a lot like this. Tom a black lawyer is kicked out of the house by his white wife who he loves very much. He goes to live with his black neighbors the Freemans (I don’t know if I spelled it right but whatever). He stays there for a few days and starts to get on their nerves, so granddad hires A Pimp Named Slickback. To help tom out with his woman problems, and well you’re going to have to watch it for the rest. Well there you have it you’ve wasted another good couple min reading this have a good day.
Friday, February 11, 2011
part 3
“Right, that wasn’t too hard now, was it” said Modi turning to the cheerleader. “You can go now I don’t want you.” “Get up, it’s time to roll” he said, as he again hauled jack to his feet. “We’ll take my car, you’re in no state to drive… and I would never be caught dead in that Junker” he said gesturing to jack’s car. He then took jack’s arm and dragged him across the street. He opened the passenger side door shoved jack towards it and told him to get buckled. He then walked around the car and got in the driver’s seat. “Okay, one rule, do what I say or you will probably get killed, either by me or someone else. Can you do that?” said Modi. Jack just nodded not trusting himself to speak and say what he wanted.
Sunday, February 6, 2011
Loneliness
Loneliness
Loneliness is not what we think it is, we (civilized humans) think it is not having any friends. When it is in fact not that at all. Loneliness is not having anyone to talk to and get a response; you may say hey it’s the same thing. Well no it’s not if you don’t have any friends well then that sucks for you but you still talk and get responses out of people like if you go shopping like mostly all girls like to do then you will talk to all the sorry employees at the store about how you want a cheery lipstick and not red because we can all tell the difference. But if you were on an island all by yourself well you would die because you don’t know shit, but if you were someone like me then you could survive. So you’re on an island and there is nobody to talk to because you are alone so you could just kill yourself because you have lost the will to live. Well then you will be lonely for all of eternity because there is no heaven or hell you bone headed pansy’s go do something useful on Sundays like chop wood you tools. Well there you have it you’ve wasted another good couple min reading this have a good day.
Loneliness is not what we think it is, we (civilized humans) think it is not having any friends. When it is in fact not that at all. Loneliness is not having anyone to talk to and get a response; you may say hey it’s the same thing. Well no it’s not if you don’t have any friends well then that sucks for you but you still talk and get responses out of people like if you go shopping like mostly all girls like to do then you will talk to all the sorry employees at the store about how you want a cheery lipstick and not red because we can all tell the difference. But if you were on an island all by yourself well you would die because you don’t know shit, but if you were someone like me then you could survive. So you’re on an island and there is nobody to talk to because you are alone so you could just kill yourself because you have lost the will to live. Well then you will be lonely for all of eternity because there is no heaven or hell you bone headed pansy’s go do something useful on Sundays like chop wood you tools. Well there you have it you’ve wasted another good couple min reading this have a good day.
Friendship
Friendship
Friendship is having a companion to relate to. You usually get along with tis person but sometime or maybe all the time you to kill each other. This is very common. I like to think of it as funny as hell. When someone does something that they know annoys you just to annoy you, but you don’t care because it is funny. Unless it is sleeping with your wife then I give you permission to blow their brains out with a 50. Cal. Because it wasn’t friend ship in the first place, they were just playing the part to get in your bed with your wife. Don’t take no for an answer when you catch them in the act, just go for your slug gun. Go get ‘em slugger. We have gotten off the topic a little bit so back to friendship. The only way to tell if someone is truly your friend is to see if they would take a bullet for you if they do well you’ve got yourself a friend, but since most of us can’t test that…well they may still be true friends but you’ll never know and run the risk of taking that bullet instead of your friend. Well there you have it you’ve wasted another good couple min reading this have a good day.
Friendship is having a companion to relate to. You usually get along with tis person but sometime or maybe all the time you to kill each other. This is very common. I like to think of it as funny as hell. When someone does something that they know annoys you just to annoy you, but you don’t care because it is funny. Unless it is sleeping with your wife then I give you permission to blow their brains out with a 50. Cal. Because it wasn’t friend ship in the first place, they were just playing the part to get in your bed with your wife. Don’t take no for an answer when you catch them in the act, just go for your slug gun. Go get ‘em slugger. We have gotten off the topic a little bit so back to friendship. The only way to tell if someone is truly your friend is to see if they would take a bullet for you if they do well you’ve got yourself a friend, but since most of us can’t test that…well they may still be true friends but you’ll never know and run the risk of taking that bullet instead of your friend. Well there you have it you’ve wasted another good couple min reading this have a good day.
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