Tuesday, March 11, 2014

Orange mocha frappuccino!

Day 9: What do you think the future will be like?

What an epic question. Of course - like everyone before me no doubt - I can only hope that we finally get those goddamn hover-boards. But what will it be like? I'd like to think that people worldwide all engage in and embrace unity, equality and the freedom to love. Not to mention a worldwide education and understanding on how important the environment is and that the time to give a damn is today if not yesteryear. Because even if you believe that you're not directly affected by the devastation of pollution and global warming, your children's children (and so on) sure as hell will be. This is our planet people, it's where we live, you wouldn't want people shitting on your living room floor would you? Nope. So let's not shit all over Earth, she's been pretty phenomenal in providing for us.

Okay, so I may have got off track a moment there, but that is only because that shit is real y'all. Anyway here's a tiny story to ease the intensity.

The Future, by &.the.bohemian.girl.
Far far away in a time at least twelve years away from now, there will be a great divide as the human race struggle to survive the inglorious invasion of the Swag-Bishes. Who in the hell dem Swag-Bishes you ask? Well my uneducated little earthling folk, a Swag-Bish is a hideous breed of human droid that was sent to the planet Earth to entice the simple folk that inhabited said planet to embrace their inner swagger (obvi). The results were devastating, and kind of amazing at the same time. As more and more humans began to refer to their friends as bitches and home-doggs, whilst shaking their booties at bear and other unsuspecting victims, those folk resistant to the movement - to which later was named an epidemic - began to avoid the converted Swag-Bishians. Of course a large portion of the non Swag-Bishes fell into a division of their very own, a division in which one could say was equally disturbing. Those folk all grew facial hair that they kept neatly trimmed (the women too) yet for some reason refused to shower as they sipped on their venti frappuccino's. Seriously, what's up with that? Anyway, as it turned out all that zombie apocalypse training that many had undertaken was a complete waste of time against the Swag-Bishes and converted Swag-Bishians, and there was nothing left to do about the booty shaking bear situations but just sit back and film it with your iPhone to upload it straight to youtube.
The End...? Boom shackalacka boom.

So I may be a tad overtired and mentally wired right now, but in all seriousness there is one extremely wonderful element to the future. That fact being the fact that it hasn't happened yet, and absolutely anything is possible. We are all capable of forging whatever path we so desire, and that's the most delectable thing of all. So wake up and get a big whiff of all those possibilities everyone, and step forth with all yo swagger and frappuccino's.

Day 9 down, 21 to go.
Mmm.... Coffeeeeeee
&.the.bohemian.girl.xx.

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