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Several years ago, I left the marketing racket.

  • Several years ago, I left the marketing racket. I was tired of the old slog. Ready for some excitement. But the bills just were not getting paid, so that was when I entered
  • an underground fight club in Vietnam, which mixed kickboxing with russian roulette. If I won a fight, I would then have to try my luck with the gun. If I was still alive after 5 ma
  • -rgarita pitchers I could handle this too. After whooping a guerrilla warrior in my drunken stupor, I pointed the gun at my face and fired. Nothing happened. "Dang thing's busted!"
  • I needed some serious guns & an ammo if I'm going to shoot my face. My face angers me. It sabotages everything I do. I want to lay face down on a bouncing betty mine and just
  • let it bounce of my skull. But there were no betty mines around, certainly not bouncing ones, so I went to the gunshop and bought some .44's. At home I found out they didn't fit my
  • earlobe holes. I surfed ebay and found some hot Nicuaraguan Betty Mines cheap. It was collection only so I bought a one way ticket on a junk sailing to Managua on the next tide.
  • On the junker boat ride to Managua I wondered how one mines a Betty while reading through Alex P. Keaton's guide on cheating local foreign markets. Nicuaragua was in sight now.
  • We were to implement Friedman's rule: Deal with opposition first, Reagonomize from behind the tanks. It worked in Chile, it'd work in Nicaragua. My CIA contact waited on the pier
  • , serving drinks to our unsuspecting targets while simultaneously injecting them with doses of radioactive Coca-Cola. Che Guevara turned in his grave so we dosed him too. CIA
  • O, Che Guevara and EVERYONE ELSE in the ENTIRE WORLD and UNIVERSE! We RULE now and FOREVERMORE! You should NEVER have trusted us! Mhahahahahahaaaw!

1 Comments

  1. grok Oct 17 2015 @ 07:02

    He's sure come a long way from good old marketing.

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