Michael Cain, Sir.
Created on: January 2nd, 2011
Micheal Cain is dreamy. Remember your password.
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[i][b][u] COULD IT BE THAT THE MOON IS A FOREIGN COUNTRY AND SOMEONE ELSE'S PROPERTY, AND THE MOON GOVERNMENT DOES NOT WANT US COMING UP AND INVADING THEIR TERRITORY WITH OUR NUCLEAR WEAPONS, POLLUTION, UNWELCOME MILITARY FACILITIES, DISEASES, LITTER, MINING EXPLOITATION, AND HISTORICALLY PROVEN RECORD OF FOREIGN IMPERIALISM?[/u][/b][/i]
A long time ago, I was in Burma, my friends and I were working for the local government. They were trying to buy the loyalty of tribal leaders by bribing them with precious stones. But their caravans were being raided in a forest north of Rangoon by a bandit. So we went looking for the stones. But in six months, we never found anyone who traded with him. One day I saw a child playing with a ruby the size of a tangerine. The bandit had been throwing them away.
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