A French frog's thoughts on the Skagit river. American frogs welcome to read if they can handle my croaking poorly in their language...
Thursday, May 17, 2007
The sub-tribe of the flying boaters of Locondo
Among the Gypsies of LoCondo, there is a new tribe on the block, the tribe of the flying boaters. Those guys are filibusters who are being made undesirable from the fashionable town marina, that prefers to attract jet-set boaters, sunday mariners, more likely to fill their cashiers with precious dollars necessary to the survival of the cult of paper money, for their goddess is very greedy, and never satisfied. She demands sacrifices of human lives so she can expand her tentacular arms, endowed with succer cups at each end, that are programmed to seperate you from your money. The recipe is very simple, nothing new on the horizon, you sell folks the same stuff as anywhere else, wrap it in a nice paper box (the said paper boxes require the killing of X number of trees), so you give them, let's say, a sandwich, wrapped in dead tree, and what would cost you between 4 to 6 dollars elsewhere costs you 10 dollars plus tax here. Bingo. And you know what? I don't blame them, if the tourist is blind enough to buy sandwiches, rabbits, candles, and trendy clothes at an outrageous price, why not take advantage of it? the town must live. So get rid of the filibusters, pirates, and gypsies, so that Godzillacondo can survive, que viva Godzillacondo!
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