Sunday, October 22, 2006

Million dollar kid

I was walking down the street- when I saw a suffering kid- on television- I stopped to think and forgot to start again. This post is to raise awareness on the plight of the kids living in poverty. All around the world, millions of kids are living in poverty- They are so poor that their mobile phones don’t even have cameras- and even worse some of their mobile phones don’t even have colour screens.

- Can you even imagine living like that- not having the credit to SMS when you don’t want to waste credit. – every year every year millions of kids die due to unsubstantial telecommunications- You can help these kids- by the year 2010 there should be one cell phone in the hand of every kid- you can help reach these kids- connect to these people- after all that is the motto of the great charity organization – NOKIA.

- I say a cell phone in the HAND of every kid because they don’t have pockets to keep it in. We need to help these children get pants because there is nothing like the great lifting sensation that a nicely fitted pair of pants can provide. Send money to these kids who wear torn cloths and let them buy designer torn cloths. Nothing says “content” like a pair of jeans torn at the knees. – By the year 2010 every child should be wearing pants, torn in the right places.

- (giving poor kids pants and cell phones will also reduce the number of people living below the poverty line as the kids will keep their cell phones in their pockets and this will cause their sperm to die from radiation- in effect reducing the amount of poor people.)

- You take your education for granted- demutualization of their intellect has been caused due to the organs (made of cells which are in turn made of tissues) situated in their organ system not getting enough information and other similar components. Poor uneducated children could not even understand what I just wrote- How stupid they must feel as something as simple as that written in such simple day to day language seems incredibly pointless to them. Oh the horror- how many of these kids cant read what I have written on this blog- all they can do is stare at my blog on their laptops without being to able to read a thing.- Every year millions of poor kids die because they cant read my blog. Help them- by the year 2010 may all children be educated and have my blog bookmarked.

Think about it- take a stand- help those in need- send money to Hysums one buck foundation- where every dirham counts- (though the children cant count- because of their lack of education)

9 comments:

Azarakhsh said...

i dont know whther to label this genius advocacy or honest comedy.

Die sperm die!

Joey said...

tut..tut..we really shud help these kids RZ

Anonymous said...

thats genius! absolutely brill! you should write a post to makepovertyhistory-this could be their next campaign!

Azarakhsh said...

help the little buggers who kick my friends' crotches with their trolley bags, spit on my fwizz head and inflate their imaginary superiority by annoying the crap out of us? I think not... i say we scrap spermatozoa... however the hell you spell it... off this planet.

Anonymous said...

The human race just doesn't have the balls to kill of its own sperm...

XX

superpowerfulman said...

Now now girls- whts all this talk of ball chopping and sperm killing-

SAVE THE TESTICLES

they are an endangered species

Azarakhsh said...

Since when are testicles endangered?? Say you straightjacket all men k... they'd still SOMEHOW manage to spill the sperm.Hmm... probably learned how to undo the straightjacket from "lethal weapon"
tsk tsk... all this exhaustion over debate. Fact will stay... men and women will have sex

Pickles said...

look, the thing about this problem, the KEY element in this problem, is that its not mine. so will not bother caring wether or not a kids balls stop working due to mobile phone radiation. i will instead radiation-proof my pockets. not that i want kids anyway.. but.. i ditto hysum
SAVE THE TESTICLES!

Anonymous said...

Yes Faisal - don't want Bob to be lonely, do we?