The finest invention of Science Fiction is the AIR LOCK. Earth-bound meat puppets can only dream of such a thing. What a multi-tasking thing of beauty. Down here, dispatching an annoyance is complicated. In the depths of space, the vacuum awaits.
Unneeded, unwanted items sucked, compacted and dissembled into the vast permanence. Rapid decompression, loss of pressure. Instant neatness while you hurtle along your tidy way.
Sure would cut down on the pointless whining, moaning, bitching and complaining now wouldn't it?
Thursday, May 7, 2009
Whose Planet Dumped Its Refuse Here? -OR- All Ass; No Mas
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