Saturday

October Came To Be As Leaves Falling From A Tree, While Many Could See…

October Came To Be As Leaves Falling From A Tree, While Many Could See, Few Did Like Me Because Of My Feeling Of Glee And An Utter Full Urge To Pee

Below my short storied contribution, you will find all of October 2014's RhymeCrime!

Autumn Was Racing Past Me 

I love to hike and run in our local State Park, Lake Maria. I'm not likely to run in the park when it is winter, so I ran more and more each day as winter approached.

The wildlife in the park is varied and quite extensive from a Minnesota perspective. The Blanding's turtle is its most famous and most endangered species in residence.

While I have been an endangered species, and climate change denier for many years, I started warming up to the idea. Yet, I don't want to be a "global" citizen, as they call it, so I live in a shack in the deepest woods of Lake Maria. Then after reviewing all of the complete papers of the esteemed Theodore Kaczynski, which I bought with my last gold bullion bar, I purchased from the sponsor of Glenn Beck show at a highly inflated price because of Glenn's fear mongering on the air that drove up the gold price, my eyes were opened wider, and my sentences grew much longer.

I now see things even more like those who deny evolution, gravity and the round earth theories, which are JUST theories mind you! I'm ready to take back America from the crazies who tell us to think of science in its scientific form as some kind of real science.

Can anyone believe someone who is part of the scientific "community" of scientists would not have a conflict of interest in their work in science? It's as if they don't want those of us who don't believe in science to be the ones who tell them what real science is! People like me should not need to believe in any scientific results until we are scientists ourselves. Of course, to become a scientist would mean I would then also have a conflict of interest since I would be totally informed about the subject in question, and WE ARE questioning it!

Now how convoluted was that!? These scientists misjudge our capabilities to twist in the wind…

Therefore, by lacking little knowledge in a subject, I am able to criticize that subject to the core. This is what being an American has always been about!

That said, as to climate change: imagine citizens like me, living in the backwoods, hollows and hills, causing the so called globe to warm up! After hoarding enough canned food to last the four letterman of the apocalypse, the final hippity hop rapture, and the return of disco, I cannot give up my position to the authorities of my sanity. That means I didn't, haven't and can't start the fire, and will need to eat all my canned food cold, otherwise "they" will discover my hideout…

So there will be no warming here, Billy Joel, Joel Gray, Red Grange, Red Skelton, Redd Foxx and the rest of you commie bastards!

By RTC

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Thursday

September Sees Summer's End with Fall's Start Around The Bend, Where Colors Will Expend…

September Sees Summer's End with Fall's Start Around The Bend, Where Colors Will Expend, On Trails I Hike That Extend Into Foliage Hues That Blend, Knowing Time Is Not A Leaf's Friend
Alien Invasion • Lasers Aim for Rebel Strongholds

Below, It's September 2014 RhymeCrime!

There are a few photos below, which I took including the one shown here.

There are other promos and terribly witty tweets throughout as well; some are just terrible, but I've tried my damnedest to avoid the worst of the bratwurst. Of course, when it comes to puns, I loose them on you without mercy.

The theory of RhymeCrime! is to bring about the end of the whirled as we know it, or at least the tilt in the world. These axis points have long been a thorn in our two sides. It's a bipolar concept I've tried to explain to others before, but few have taken me sarcastically enough to follow along. All I've ever wanted was followers, and I was into social screedia long before Twitter took the reins, and poured cold water all over my tirades.

At 150 characters, my idea was superior! My characters were larger than life, the Robin Williams' of a Big Bird type, and type even more, 10 WHOLE characters MORE! It's a sad day when volume did not stand for more than quality. It's like our manufacturing, 10,000,000 K-Cars or 100,000 Teslas… What are we thinking!? A billion PCs or a few million Apples, what was Steve Jobs thinking!?!? The flaky hippie bastard! Let's get back to an America when we were tops, and everyone else didn't have a chance in helvetica!

As a font of wisdom, my idea, typed here, is to return to when we as Americans were even more pompous and full of ourselves than anyone can imagine. What I wouldn't give for some Betty Friedan thighs, Hoover/McCarthy Commies-are-everywhere Suckers, and Capitalists have no masters, but can be big Johnsons. We can grow our way out of this socialist slump by burying ourselves in enough stuff to snuff out the future of our particulate deformed and ready to be drowned children.

Thank you! I'm here all week, or until I'm deported, raptured or 2nd coming of Detroit, and the lions…

Sincerely,
RTC

NOTE: Pic above/on right also on RTC 5 Communities Instagram.


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