Now What are you Thinking?

I was scared at first. It was very wide, and very long, and it angled straight up. I decided I had to try it once. I slowly and carefully eased myself onto it. It felt weird at first. Then I got used to it. I went up and down, and up and down on it. I really loved it.
*Now I ride on escalators all the time.*

I took my fingers and slowly, gently stretched it apart. It was so pure and white. I licked it once, twice, I found I couldn't stop. I licked it faster and faster, and harder. I began to scrape my teeth against it. There it was, in my mouth! All sweet and creamy. I was done.
* And I threw away the outsides of my Oreo cookies*

It was laying limp in my hand. It was very long, kind of thin. I slid it between my fingers until I got to the end of it. I was turning it on. It became firm in my hands, and the end was wet. Then it got very hard and began gushing out of the tip.
*Then I took the garden hose and watered the bushes.*

I knew it could be done. I wanted to try but I didn't know if I could do it. I called my friend. He said he knew how to do it and would teach me. He put his arms around me and started. I watched nervously in the mirror. He finally finished and pulled back slowly. I felt relieved that it was over.
* I hate neckties.*

It looked warm and dark, and juicy and inviting. I wasn't sure just what I wanted to do with it. I carefully pulled it apart with my fingers to look into it better. I knew how great it would be if I just started eating it.
*But I decided to put ketchup on my burger.*


MORAL?

It is not the word that corrupts the mind, but the mind that corrupts the word.

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