User:Jim Sturm
Contribution to the world. by Jim Sturm
A long time have I been absorbing and just taking, the endless taking, that just never stops. You just get so tide up from taking and sucking all the education, knowledge and I-pods your whole twenty-three year old life and just one day you realize:
I've got to bring some back to the world. You just look like a fat orange hanging from a branch talking like a jerk :I don't wanna go, dude I wanna stay and just get so fat and juicy and you just behave like a total imbecile. And not the criminal time of a mindless man, you just have these shelves of all the things you collected through all the years, your whole life. There's just a huge shelve of music, literature, funny idiotic jokes.The second shelve contains mysticism and stuff like that. There was once a huge maybe sport-like shelve, now you're out of shape, you just look not fat, just like an no muscular being (pronounced bee-ing).
The branch tells you: Come on dude just GOOOOOOOOOOOO, get going somewhere, do stuff, don't just hang here, I'm a branch I carry anything you little shit, I've produced maybe forty-five kilos of you little shits, just the last year, all the girls in the orange neighborhood say I give it the most often, so go the fuck away now, you're just to heavy and fat even for a tree, man seriously I'm a tree, we live like five thousand years, we just know shit, get it.
So now you fall of the tree,(blame Issac Newton, for knowing why you fall), and roll to nature like a fat round orange.
P.S.This text had no intention of discriminating fat oranges, I my self personally like the juicy one's despite my I my self indication of narcissism, which I am most certainly not.
