A brick is a mode of transportation, for a bug going nowhere in life.
A brick could be used as an idol you can worship. But be careful, lest God smite thee with His wrath.
A brick could be used like a simile, and I’d like it. But not as much as I’d like it if you used a blanket instead. But don’t use the blanket that’s on my bed, because I’m currently using it.
A brick could be placed in the trunk of a car manufacturer’s competitor, to increase the odds of decreasing their fuel efficiency.
A brick could be God’s gift to man (and woman), and we wouldn’t even know it because we’re all obsessed with iPads, luxury cars, and of course, my body.
A brick could be used as a musical instrument. But it would take someone as deaf as Beethoven to enjoy it.
A brick could be used as a middle name. But who’d be dumb enough to do that, when it would clearly make a better first name?
A brick is a barometer of love. Give it to the girl of your dreams, and see if she uses it to build a life with you, or as a high velocity projectile.
A brick could be used as man’s best friend, if you covered it in fur and taught it to bark and shit in your neighbor’s yard.
A brick could be used as food for thought. Every politician should chew on that.
A brick could deliver the zeitgeist through the thick skull of a politician faster than any letter or email.
A brick could be used to foretell the future. And from all indicators, 2013’s going to be a blanket of a year.
A brick is a baton, as it passes from a civilization in ruin to one on the rise.
Bricks could be used to line the pockets of the politicians, the way the people’s money once was, as we drop them off to search for Atlantis.
