word is, lebron james was dunked on by a college player at a summer league basketball clinic. to a sane human, it's no big deal, but lebron, and the folks from nike filming, are far from sane. word is, lebron had the tapes destroyed, or nike big wigs had it destroyed, or something. what a punk this lebron is turning out to be. what, he can't even be dunked on? what's the big deal? i remember in school, the guys used to go crazy when someone got dunked on. they would say that player a "shit on" player b. well, i was always more of an r. kelly guy myself. anyway, everybody would mock the guy that got dunked on. it was as if his entire life had been reduced, and now he was nothing more than a worthless shell of his former self. and lebron is 5 years younger than me, so his high school days must have been even more extreme in this regard, especially with him dunking on everyone, and i'm sure, letting them know about it. well, guess what lb, now it's your turn, and between me, it doesn't rank up there with world hunger. but, of course, this is the world of make believe, of untold profits made, but only when the illusion of perfection wins the day. getting dunked on? hey, that's something i could do, and i only make 5 figures! but, there are fortunes in fantasy. in the world, where one only dunks on, but is never dunked on, multitudes spend millions on mediocrities. for you see, we would all like to be perfect.
we don't want to get dunked on. for shame!
but only a few of us have the power to destroy the tapes. in fact, only a few of us have the power to be filmed getting dunked on in the first place.
poor lebron, he's only a mortal after all.
just like us, only taller, faster, and stronger.
and richer.
and dunked on, destroyed film or not.
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