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    dots Submission Name: Glipizide Toprickís Web Blogdots

    Author: milo stills
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    Glipizide Toprickís Web Blog

    This world is not a ghetto. People from space stations are always saying that kind of thing about us, the ones they left down here, like youíre above it all. If you ever set foot on our polluted surface youíd understand that weíve moved far beyond a ghetto. Itís like living in a jungle; men hunt each other like wild animals in the streets firing high powered laser rifles, and at the same time theyíll buy coffee from whatís left of Starbucks. Weíre trying hard to hold it together, but we all get hungry.

    I donít think youíd understand a thing like hunger, Iím sure things put there are beautiful up there. But I want you to appreciate what itís like down here. As you read this picture a man in the jungle not the ghetto, itís warm here like the jungle. Thatís the radioactive buzz that keeps this planet alive, I can feel it slowly killing the sperm in my balls and making my I.Q. drop. Thatís why Iím writing this Web Blog, Iím trying to make our suffering electric. That all you people up there can understand: electricity.

    Well you rejected us and we reject your virtual reality sex slaves. On earth all we care about is meat, women with big thighs and round asses are worshipped like god. Do you think people down here get off with batteries like you do, sex toys charged with radiation. Since youíve left the sex industry has exploded.

    It doesnít cost a thing to have a child and sell it. To anyone it doesnít really matter, the neighborhood gang member or drug dealer will do. For one new born slave you can get anything, technology, Government Issue laser rifles, rock cocaine, or you can just make a simple switch, one slave for another.

    I know why you might think earth is a ghetto, after all the street life is the only way to live now. If you want fresh fruit, or real animal meat not just new born baby, you have to work within the black market. You have to represent, everyoneís in a gang, or works for the government. I carry a customized laser wired into my index finger, and a nine, simply for protection. Otherís feel itís necessary to carry flame throwers, bull whips, or small nuclear arms.

    You canít trust anyone unless youíre connected, that what I want you to understand.

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