
An artist shows his contempt for hunger by wasting thousands of bananas
Greetings Yuppies and poor people huddled around a computer stolen from a yuppie. Hello asians (Like you deserve capitalization. Pipe down or it's back to the rice paddies with your yellow asses.) Floridians, can you hear me? Of course you can't because you are probably dead, and if you're alive, you are definitely homeless. On that note, hello Fran, George, Hugo, Ivan, Jeanne, and...Kerry? Haha. What a zinger. We should only be so lucky, right? Hurricane Kerry zipping through Florida. Democracy and justice ensued. Wait, wait. How about this one. This just in...Hurricane Bush downgraded to a tropical storm! Whoa...Hey-Oh! CBS gets their information from stupid jerks. I hate Bush. Buck Fush. Is Fox News ever going to be fair? I mean, they are so slanted and unfair. The price of oil is higher than Anna Nicole Smith! Kerry...what a robot (A list of names has been compiled. If you ever said this, a robot will kill you at some point before the election.) Iraq? No way. More like, I BACK Kerry! Ugh. Humans, have you really become this boring and predictable? You want something fresh. Here:
A ten year old girl scout from New York attempts to sell girl scout cookies while visiting her grandparents in Florida. She has the ability to see into the future. Her visit takes place right before hurricane season in one of Florida's thousands of retirement homes. Cue scene:

The girl scout patch awarded for having sex with five proliteriat peasants
"Hello Mrs. Smith. Would you like to buy some girl scout cookies?"
"Oh no dear, that's quite all right. My husband and I don't support
communists. We think you people are all lazy."
"That's fine, Mrs. Smith. But you will probably wish you had some girl
scout cookies when your house falls apart and all you can you do is wait for Jimmy 'Am I retarded?' Carter to show up with some fucking lumber and canned pork. By the way, he forgets the lumber and eats the canned pork on the way down from Georgia. But he does build a sandcastle before he leaves, or at least kicks some mud into a pile. Some girl scout cookies really would have tasted good."
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