richard_

Why do most people concern themselves about one day growing old. It either happens to you or it dont. There are other alternatives however to being forced to somehow always survive. Like being stabbed to death down some alleyway you would have never walked down again had some things gone ok instead. But now, there you are. Just another small pile of what has been. Nothing more than just dead. In the way. Just waiting to be scraped the fuck back up. Very quickly now. Very quickly please!! No wait a minute. that was from another story I hadn't yet wanted to share. Apologies friends. In this story. this story right hear, everyones a pheromone. And every day a sparklin fresh brand new page.


Then one day when I was little, I caught my 4yr old little brother sitting on the grass out there in the middle of the back yard. All alone. Lighting matches. And dropping them down into a gas can full of gasoline. I thought about saying something. But then I remembered what he had just the other day been caught doing with our poor old trusty family dog. So I watched. And waited patiently as well. But the matches ran out, and evidently so did my brothers interest in what ever it was he was trying to get done. He got up. Cursed the sky right there in broad daylight. And said to me in frustration as he very quickly walked by. "There's no WAY that stuff can EVER power a submarine!!"

Somehow, my brother has managed to survive clear up to this day. Makes no damn sense to me though. how some people can win the flipping lottery. but my poor baby brother can't even ignite perfectly good gasoline. Well damn the heavens then. But free icecream to each and every god.

I should apologize to someone for whatever it was i just somewhat almost said. no wait, a freezer never apologizes for whatever it might have just chillin there inside. So never again, shall I.

**update**

All is once again well now thanks to this.