humor

Not so long ago there was a little boy, in a little town. This little boy's parents were always encouraging him to travel down a good, moral, Christian path. Often, the boy didn't even fully know what was going on. The parents would pop in a cassette tape with some fun stories and groovy tunes. Before long, he found himself repeating the songs, and memorizing the stories. The stories told of things like being kind to your siblings, and befriending the bully, because maybe he just needs someone who will really listen. Over time, even though the boy grew older, and the stories slowly slipped from memory, the lessons they taught remained.

In a faraway land where the bluebird's sing a happy song, and the grass looks like of a blanket of new-fallen snow, there lived a princess. This princess had a pure voice, and even purer heart. However, she would often give herself over to the desires of darkness.

One day, while out taking in the wonders of her vast kingdom, the princess happened upon a little midget. Unbeknownst to the princess, this midget was one of her most loyal townsfolk. She could often be found mimicking the princess's every behavior, in hopes that she would one day become royalty. Would today be the day the the princess finally noticed her?

I saw something today that bothered me. In the increasingly tolerant (or so it seems on the surface) world we live in, the ugly face of intolerance came into the light. People were screaming from the rooftops a message of tolerance, all the while harboring hatred in their heart.

Because we are all flawed humans, from different backgrounds, it's to be expected that from time to time opinions will differ. However, there are a few issues that always end in heated discussion... one of which is the sexual preference of cats. Do boy cats choose to keep the company of other boy cats? Or are boy cats more inclined to be tempted by the seductive tail wag of a female feline? Should two female cats be allowed to raise a kitten?

I've finally figured it out. Children speak in tweets!

For those few of you still not in the know, through the website twitter.com, you are able to broadcast messages 140 characters at a time. This is great for short bursts of information, or for giving updates on what you're currently doing.

What I didn't realize is that toddlers, and even kids of all ages have been "tweeting" for years. Just like with twitter, there is a 140 character limit imposed on the communications a child has with their parents. Take the following conversation for example:

This story happened in the not too distant past, in quadrant four of the rectosigmoid region near the planet Uranus. In this mystical place there lived an evil genius, and his name was Dr. Megacolon. Dr. Megacolon sought not only to cause pain to all those in the rectosigmoid region, but to destroy the surrounding regions as well.

The evidence of his campaign of destruction was everywhere. Those who inhabited the region were in constant pain, and it showed on their distended little bellies. With each hardened Bowelistic Missle that Dr. Megacolon fired, his power and controlling fear grew stronger.