Going Mobile

A cheap Mobile Ear Cleaning Phone-y money honey blasted the Asian market today to wild applause from a gallery of fools. The louder addicted talkers yell, the deeper the rich silver spoon edges out unwanted noise, rumor, gossip and useless verbiage in ear channel canals. Rotate clockwise.

People are raving. Raving with delight at high decibels. Ding-dong, ring tone your abs. Tonal quality in high definition wide scream, ear splitting credulousness recovers dusty memory blanks.

Far away in a unique reality sound bite an old woman on a bare bones pension placed a needle on an old revolutionary vinyl recording entitled, "THE LONG TALK."

It blasted down polluted rivers, over lakes, slithering into dorms where frustrated, lonely, bored college students slept, perchance to dream as wealthy rats scoured their totalitarian universe seeking high speed DSL connections, inflated currencies, cheap rice, soggy green veggies, memorized texts, abject indifference and greasy callous attitudes dancing with piles of smelly unemployed laundry.

Beggars disguised as bureau-c-rats enjoy daily competition with packs of wild savage dogs investigating ubiquitous heaps of garbage, trash, raw sewage and restaurant leftovers. One beggar got real lucky.

"Look," she yelled, "I found a Mobile Phone-y, with unlimited mileage."

"Cool," said her independent friend. "Let's yell, for help."