Weird Science
R eading & writing are concepts lost in today's world. Now, all Jimmy wants to do is text on his phone. It makes me want to pull my hair out, but then I would need some new & improved organic hair.
Of course, reading & writing will not be needed once the brutal forest fires hit, in accordance to the prophecy. New & improved organic hair, however, will keep the eccentric high and dry.
The brilliant solutions coaxed out of the cranky hair will seem weak at first, but as time coaxes its secrets out of the new science people will begin to realize their true potential.
NO! I must be the one to show the people the potentials of bringing ice & snow to the ancient planets of Venus & Mars.
"Be calm," i told myself, "cool & collected. That's the ticket." Slowly and stealthily i began removing nuts & bolts from my rival's invention. The satisfaction of my impending victory was almost sensual.
My nimble fingers dissected the piece before me and my toes tingled at the sight of the radiant items dropping onto the table beside me.
Long & lean, my fingers made quick work of the dissection. Sipping my root beer, I gazed triumphantly at the table, satisfied with my achievement.
My future was about to be brighter. I'd be able to afford the tattoos I wanted from the profits I'd surely recieve on this.
They wouldn't call me Dumbo anymore. It would be glorious to see the looks on their faces when they saw how rich I was going to be.
The American dream along with red roses was going to be at my feet at last!