A brand new start to inhumane history. The

A brand new start to inhumane history. The radioactive mutated human mathematician had just colonized the moon.

He colonized it with himself. They were clones. After 20 generations the clones of the mutated polymath covered the moons surface with no room to spare. But Malthus' half-life was

25,000 years. It was a disaster. When China's space junk when hurtling around the Earth nobody cared but now that the moon is completely covered in clones

excrement, people were starting to take notice. The clones only cared about themselves and their offspring. They didn't give a damn about the moon, much less the Earth. Greenpeace

flyers were strewn about, some blowing in the wind. I grabbed one...oh look there's a meeting this Monday at 7:30 for new volunteers! Wait! I know Mondays are always bad for me bec

-ause I always have a case of "The Mondays." One time I had the Mondays so bad that even that darling poster of the kitten hanging with the words, "Hang In There" couldn't

bear to hang in there anymore & fell to the ground at my feet. Even my daily sojourn to Tchochkes couldn't rid me of my Monday ennui. Right before the occupational hypnotherapist

Entered the room, I felt the energy shift. "Hiya!", she said as she took off her jacket and boots. It was pouring outside and one saw what looked like a million umbrellas below.

Her shirt had gotten wet from the heavy rain.Overcome with lust,I quickly unbuttoned it."I only need 5 minutes! "Things got steamy.Finished,I handed her the ironed shirt:"Here you