the stipper effect -
There is a reason this has to be known, and you will know it once this file has been read.
the little girl - she asks "why does this flower in the backyard look so old and depressed when my granny is staring at me?, why do i want to eat it when that catapillar is on my showder? why do i want to cut it and kill it when the lawnmower man is near me? and then her dad the purfume maker come home and she finally felt like smelling the flower.
The heavy foot - the speeder, having recieved his 5th fine that month asks himself - "why is it, i only ever speed when there is a speed camera around? why is it my foot gets heavier around a cop? why is it i feel the need to overtake people just before the normal car behind me starts flashing its lights to pull me over?
the stripper - she comes home one night and asks "why does my boyfriend just want sex, why doesn't he appreciate me like all those men tonight. Why does he not look up to me and why do i have to hide my money from him and my family? why do i feel so degraded when im here at my house with this guy expecting everything for free. I felt so good last night, so energized and like a god, only to drop back down to this hell. I mean, look how nice those guards were, giving me a lift home, i didn't know what to say about my shitty boyfriend, who doesnt have a car. Some men are so sweet, they just want to talk, they don't even want me to strip for them, they talk and talk and talk, yet, my own boyfriend...just wants sex. It's so nice to have my friends at the club, and well, i can't take my boyfriend along, because he's so small and scrawny compared to the bouncer guys and well...those pills, they are only for me and well...<--this part here is when u baseball bat someone, i'll let u guess who...
the devil - he wakes up one day and asks "why do i feel like a such a good person today, like helping people, like working, like going to see my family and taking care of my kids", and then stops looking in the mirror. then as he is looking down at the city amonst all the highrisers and down on the population, he wonders "why do i feel like killing all these people, the tiny small ants, these insignificant specs of dust" and then turns around to see the pest exterminator who is 8 foot talking to the vacuum guy who is 9, both starring at him.
Benjamin Franklin - hope i spelt his name right. He wonders to himself "why is it i feel so much better in the wallet of a cocain addict, so much nastier in the hands of a killer, so worthless in the old and so much useful in the young. How do i tell the guy who has more of me i prefer to be alone, in the hands of someone that knows what to do with me, someone that appreciates me for who i am and not just be passed down and debased. How can i make it clear to that nasty one that i am for barter and trade of value, not to use too look down and abuse. Yet, strangely i like to sit with the abuser and not the abused, roll around and bath is dusty white.
the masochist - she goes to the club one day "look at all these nice guys everywhere, straight and sweet, maybe ill go talk to that one" she goes off and talks to a guy she likes to much and goes home with him. They make sweet love with chains and whips and she goes from white to red and purple, "ahh she says" and goes home the next day to her flatemate. "what ? how? who did that to u?" says her flatmate..."this guy i met last night" and she shows where he lives. Then the guy sitting at home waits for his girlfriend ,she comes home and he says "you should see the day i had, i put 2 guys in jail, beat on and had to shoot a woman" and she says "yeh, you should see this guy i got rid off today, he beat this girl, and showed him the picture" and the guy says "wow, its' funny, and shows her the 2 guys that tried to beat and kill him, one was her dad, and the other her ex, and then goes into the other room, picks up the guy she hired to set him up and drops him infront of her and continue "this is the guy i had to beat for trying to get me killed, he also wanted your friends money she paid me to satisfy her" and then pulled out his gun and shot her in the head...left his badge on the table and walked back to the woman from the night before...
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