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Degenerates and Cumulous Bullsh*t

This is a big FUCK YOU to all you degenerates and your cumulous bullshit.
There’s nothing I hate more than seeing you prideful-dipshits draw unnecessary attention to yourselves.

First of all. Be respectful to your elders.

Scenario: Yesterday on the bus, an elderly man had put his groceries into a little compartment. When the bus came to a sudden halt, his bottle of cola had fallen out of his bag onto the floor. As it rolled about, some juvenile prick had the audacity to kick the bottle. WTF? At what point does that seem like a good idea? You ill-mannered son of a bitch. The only possible reason I can think of behind your heinous action is to “impress” your equally inadequate friends. Real impressive. This only confirms your immaturity dumbass.

It’s these kinds of ruthless acts that I witness on a daily basis (or at least whenever I take the bus) that make me cringe. You’re parents must be proud. Perhaps I’m just particularly sensitive to people’s treatment towards others, especially the elders, but I would love for someone to step up and come to their defense. It’s just so wrong on every level imaginable.

Since I’m on the topic of dim-witted adolescents, I’ll rant a little bit more.

There’s nothing that screams “LOOK AT ME! I’M A DOUCHEBAG” more than a poorly dressed degenerate with not ONE but TWO cigarettes wedged behind his dirtyass ears on EACH SIDE. Seriously? WHY???

And please, do not torment everyone around you by talking. I can’t handle listening to someone talk when their vocabulary consists of ¾ slang. It’s called grammatical syntax BITCH. GO TO SCHOOL AND LEARN HOW TO ARTICULATE YOUR THOUGHTS LIKE A NORMAL PERSON.

Finally, I hate how you little shits heave with obnoxiousness and confidence when you travel in packs. When I’m minding my own business/doing my own thing (usually going to/from somewhere with my music on), DO NOT bother me. Don’t approach me. Don’t talk to me. And while we’re at it, don’t look at me either. I’d love for you to come up to me and utter your smartass comments when your little friends aren’t around.

Example: This happened awhile ago when I was out for a run. (Mind you, whenever I go for a run, I ALWAYS have my music on with me). While I was running I happened to come across some fatboy and some fat chick (who was evidently going out with the stout obese kid on the bike). Anywho, Pilsbury decides to say “Ching-chang-chong” to me just as I’m about to pass him. His stupid remark made his blubbery girlfriend chuckle… and as expected, this positive feedback resulted in another “ching-chang-chong” from fatboy. [these kids must have been no more than 16..] I couldn’t be bothered to get angry or disturbed so I simply gave them the finger, and called them out on their stupidity as I continued running

BUT!!!What I really wanted to do was to pick up a stick, and shove it through the kids wheels so that he would get catapulted off his bike onto the concrete…where I would then proceed to use the same stick to beat the fat out of him. I’d probably beat blubberbitch too just for laughing at something so stupid.

-Suji

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