The Revolution
Tim Hinton on August 12th, 2008Hi, everyone.
I hope this letter finds you well. I apologize for not writing sooner, but the man who lives across the hall from me murdered some people a few days ago. I wasn’t one of the people, but the incident did make me fear for my safety enough that I have declared martial law in my apartment building.
The revolution goes well. We have relocated all dissidents to the basement so that they cannot undermine the resolve of our glorious republic. The front door has been barricaded, and valuable territory has been liberated from the oppressive forces of colonialism (our landlord). Once we convert the rooftop to arable farmland, and seize the means of production and also that flatscreen TV from apartment 4, we’ll really have something going here.
I shall send more dispatches as my new duties as supreme leader allow. Until then: be strong, my brothers. Viva Los Tenants!
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August 12th, 2008 at 2:36 am
Repent! Before it is too late.