Sunday, July 26, 2009

A Haunted Pen & The Twisted Mind




I have a pen which has a mind of its own...

I took it, twisted it, in order to write a story... This is what the pen made me write

I have a pen to write
I have a pen to correct
I have a pen to sign
I have a pen t save me when I don't have a pen
When that pen dies?
I borrow another pen
I am crazy, I know...
But hey, it is kinda fun to be crazy
It feels like I'm sitting on the telephone line alongside the birds,
Overlooking all the things that are happening down here...
Guess what?
The birds are actually laughing at human beings... they go "Dude, these creatures are more pathetic the ape that scratched its own arse, sniffed it and fainted"
Why do you think the birds only poop on humans and not cows, donkeys, rats, dogs or cats?
They feel that human beings are so fucked up that they are just as shitty as a toilet...
And then couple of aliens decide to stop by to see whats going on...
"The fuck are you doin here with them birdies?" they asked me...
I told them the truth... I said that I don't know how I ended up here... and that I am the mind and I will return to my body in awhile... and asked em what they were doing here...
The alien said they dropped by to have a good laugh as they were stressed... They said that humans are a fucking joke... which is why they don't wanna invade earth... before leaving, this is what the alien said:

"Lemme tell you a secret... Earth is also known as THE FUCKED UP Planet in the galaxy hahahaha... you humans are so fucked up y'all are fighting over black and white... Nigga I'm purple!! I'm gettin the fuck outta here!"

After writing this, the pen made me draw itself... and it just dropped... All this happened in the duration of like 5 minutes...

I'm scared now... damn...