Mr. ArtAtrocity...False Profits vol.2

I was listening to two young girls argue, One was named Lexi and the other was named Grace.  The one named Lexi just gave up and let Grace wins most arguments.  The one named Grace always won.  Then one time I heard the girl named Grace, give up and not argue.  I asked her why?  She said, "It did not matter to win anymore.  I like being around her more. We were just having fun."  A million Celsius or Fahrenheit who cares? A million arguments whether they are political or religious or between a man and woman or between a father and a son are the same.  There is something that happened and there is a weird reaction to that something.  That something talks. It says, " I win if----blah, blah, blah." It's just a lot of hot air!  This happens the same everyday for millions of years. Whether people agree or disagree they never do it because of the facts of the situation just the perceived slights or complaints of offenses. ...

"Behavior boys.  Behavior."   A dark- hot- very tan Social Studies teacher once stated as she stared coldly and most alluringly.  Ms Frank, had long leggy calves, awesome flowing brunette locks and a grand deep personality to boot.  Believe me-- we all wanted to boot her.  With all her God given ass-sets and strong thick all natural 'tatas.'  "Yeah, I mean-- melons.  Those sweet ripe cantaloupes could have made millions."  She was 'big' on behavior.  She clicked her red heels together straighten her tight black blouse and snapped us all to attention right then and there and then stated flatly-- "Behavior boys, behavior." She was a dream for all adolescents male and female but Allergies? They are just a dream and definitely not real. ( Yeah, not much of a segue but hell when a blouse pops open there isn't much notice given. ) "Yeah I said it.  They are not."  They are a real infection of our minds.  We are...