Doom Berry

What flavor is that?

Well, it doesn't really exist, but if it did , I'd expect it to taste sweet at first. Not a piercing sweet like a candy, but a natural sweet, something that you'd expect from a fruit. Though, it would encompass greater intensity with a bit of tart, after all it is a berry. The great taste would be subtly powerful, and would cause people all over the globe to harvest the plentiful berry. Unknowingly, it causes addiction to those fortunate enough with the resources to procure the special berry. The more the berries are devoured, the more that its host body craves it. At advance addiction, the body only thinks to gather more berries. Cheating, stealing and other 'immoral' behavior is not an obstacle for the host body. With the rise of advanced addicts, cultural norms change. Society splits into armies who's only two goals are to protect the berries they control and to gain more berries. Intellects will criticize the actions of addicts, and call for mass disarmament of those who are foreign to their to land, but never will they criticize the berry, who's subtle flesh is burned into their mind. The fighting repeats itself for centuries, until the berry vanishes. The centuries of fighting has choked any communication between factions. Armies call for an all out assault on each other. All but the wealthiest army are destroyed. Still, without a single precious berry in sight, infighting in the last faction causes their destruction. They are left to small clans where, shortly after, the berry consumes them.

Review of Lenovo Thinkpad W520

ahhhhhh shit. Gotch y'all. You really think I'm about the do some lame ass vanilla review of a computer after being absent of a month? If you did, Welcome to my BLOG, read up on the back posts to catsup. For those width it, lose weight, your lifestyle; CHOICE, is causing all of our health care costs to be higher. Yeah I did get a new computer, but who the fuck cares about that. I'm streaming now, the shit on full production, you can see me Monday nights, asdfjkl; home row on the qwerty. Targeted text: Loans, Annuity Payments, iPhone, Santorum def, ROTH, Juniper.

It's always about juniper. More specifically the berry. Or more correctly the "berry". If you just read that out loud you should have made a paws before berry while emphasizing its two syllables so a person experienced in sarcastic American English will understand that the berry is not actually a berry. I think I should have put that last sentence in parenthesis. Poetry after this paragraph though, seriously. Juniper berries are nasty, some on them are poisonous. The berries can't even make good alcohol. Gin is completely garbage. Don't tell me I'm just not sophisticated enough. The shits almost always drunken mixed with some other substance, other then that it's an ultra dry gin martini. And yes, gin is so shitty that you have to specify 'gin' martini, it couldn't even keep the name of the drink it's originally used in.

Oh yeah poetry, poetry;

Plug,
into the world where businesses run,
money changes hands at blistering speed,
information reaches one end at sun rise,
to the other at sun set,
where racism is still funny,
there is no regard for decency,
where one can become king,
and many can become one,
that doesn't exist.