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the Getaway...?
Posted by vash1282
on
5/28/2008 06:05:00 PM
in
SURREAL
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There's these buncha Uruk Hai in an enclosed room.
2 sits facing me, by their weathered air and thousand fine lines under their eyes,
they look at least a hundred years old. A younger one sits facing the wall,shuffling papers with a mighty air, u'll get the impression the core of the earth might just split into two if she stop shuffling those damned pages. I was the lone lamb going for slaughter, facing the mighty Uruk Hais to gamble my freedom, the key to my Getaway plan. They preyed on my neediness, I was a helpless beggar.
Then one of the wrinkled prunes, the oldest of the Uruk hai, spoke and her voice vibrated around the room, signifying her worth among the 3.
"What is your opinion on our New Economic Policy?"
and another one spoke up "Why do you think the government fared badly in the last election?" And it all went downhill from there.
If you are a thinker, your brain is the power & yr opinion is the killer, right?
So I went and dug my own grave by giving an honest opinion.
Needless to say I went in the room as a pessimist, and came out even more so. When people ask for opinion, all they actually want to hear is their opinion, in your voice. Bloody Uruk Hais cackled at me like they are a better being, and I wished them all an agonizingly slow, gory death of being nitpicked with a nail clipper to their last drop of blood as I went out the door.
...
That was weeks ago. Just found out the Uruk Hais actually gave me the green flag, gave what I came snivelling for.The reason? They probably approved every applications on their desk, and make other people's life miserable, waiting in uncertaintiess just because they can. (hey cheeps,fatiha thnx for the alert. of course, if i didn't get it, u'd be first in line to receive the aftermath fury)
So anyway,Getaway Plan Stage 1 :CLEARED!
take off - SEPT 2008-SEPT 2009.
destination : Isengard,Middle Earth
There's these buncha Uruk Hai in an enclosed room.
2 sits facing me, by their weathered air and thousand fine lines under their eyes,
they look at least a hundred years old. A younger one sits facing the wall,shuffling papers with a mighty air, u'll get the impression the core of the earth might just split into two if she stop shuffling those damned pages. I was the lone lamb going for slaughter, facing the mighty Uruk Hais to gamble my freedom, the key to my Getaway plan. They preyed on my neediness, I was a helpless beggar.
Then one of the wrinkled prunes, the oldest of the Uruk hai, spoke and her voice vibrated around the room, signifying her worth among the 3.
"What is your opinion on our New Economic Policy?"
and another one spoke up "Why do you think the government fared badly in the last election?" And it all went downhill from there.
If you are a thinker, your brain is the power & yr opinion is the killer, right?
So I went and dug my own grave by giving an honest opinion.
Needless to say I went in the room as a pessimist, and came out even more so. When people ask for opinion, all they actually want to hear is their opinion, in your voice. Bloody Uruk Hais cackled at me like they are a better being, and I wished them all an agonizingly slow, gory death of being nitpicked with a nail clipper to their last drop of blood as I went out the door.
...
That was weeks ago. Just found out the Uruk Hais actually gave me the green flag, gave what I came snivelling for.The reason? They probably approved every applications on their desk, and make other people's life miserable, waiting in uncertaintiess just because they can. (hey cheeps,fatiha thnx for the alert. of course, if i didn't get it, u'd be first in line to receive the aftermath fury)
So anyway,Getaway Plan Stage 1 :CLEARED!
take off - SEPT 2008-SEPT 2009.
destination : Isengard,Middle Earth
