Being a prisoner we are banned from using the forms of technology you use. Instead of e-mailing his family, some wise-ass would be ordering a ladder, 20-foot of rope, and a flashlight. Then, while waiting for the delivery to arrive, porn would no doubt be the next topic of interest. Possibly in reverse order.
I recently read an article in Time Magazine about the possible closure of a large number of post offices. Don't they know better than to screw with the post office? Where do they think 'going postal' came from? Good God! Don't piss off the postal workers. Haven't you learned your lesson?
The offices that will go first will be rural or 'village' post offices. Small community offices that employ local help. Locals who hunt deer to feed their family. Men that have a high powered 30-06 with a scope in their closet. The dude you don't want to piss off. So what's the solution?
Costco and Office Depot have stepped in and now allow people to mail packages from their location. Who else wants to help? Wal-Mart. I was raised in the church. In the Book of Revelation there is mention to the Antichrist. Someone who will step forward and try to rule the world.
I think that Wal-Mart may be the Antichrist! Where else can you have the oil changed in your car, new tires mounted and balanced and order a pepperoni pizza and a Big Mac for lunch? You can calm yourself with a nice Kenny G. saxophone solo, or buy yourself some warm boots and camo. You can mulch your yard, paint your porch, or purchase mood lights. Sounds like the picture the Bible paints of the 'power' that will 'rise' to rule the world. Keep your eye on Wally World, and let's save the post office!
This is a prime example of the rich growing fatter, and the poor well.....shrinking?
Was that the point of Occupy Wallstreet? To point out corporate America? So now on top of brake jobs, a food court and filling your prescriptions....you can also mail a postcard to Great-Aunt Mabel in Delaware.....all from your friendly Wal-Mart.
Oh! Let's not forget you can see a stripper push her three kids down the aisle at 3 a.m. How's that going anyway? The economy sucks, but there are a few things that will always sell. Sex and drugs.
So, when your 'urban' post office closes, don't be surprised when it opens a few weeks later as a bar or a porn shop. Yeah, I see that one already...Old Stan is coming in late again. His wife Margret asks where he has been. Well, he had to stop by the post office. What a fine name for a topless bar. The Post Office. More like the 'pole' office. Where the only 'stamps' are the tramp stamps and the only package deal is a dollar dance and a shot. Nobody is going postal, they're just going home broke.
God, I love America. Land of the brave, the proud, and the free!
For what it's worth, I have no beef with Wal-Mart. My girl isn't a big fan. That could be in part to the fact that I always reference that store along with the working girls. But hell, strippers and Wal-Mart go together like toast and jam, cereal and milk, and macaroni and cheese.
Truth is Justin Bieber is probably the Antichrist. All he needs to do is hook up with either Lady Gaga or Taylor Swift. They will become the super power that rules that earth. Or at least the music charts. My bad. I just pissed on someone for sure. Clearly I should go. The Biebs is about to air and I wouldn't miss it for the world! Ha!Ha! Fuck that! Funny enough, I do love his girl's newest hit: "Love You Like A Love Song." Nice one Selena Gomez!
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