Just make fun of other people.I mean,the concept of making fun of someone is taken too serious.I saw some fat bitch who was shoved into a lot of mud.Did I laugh?Of course,I laughed my ass off the whole time she was down there.Did I help her?Hell no,it wouldn’t have been so damned funny if I would have helped someone out.That’s a crock of shit,someone that likes her should help out the bitch,not me.Very few people have enough respect from me to get help in a situation such as that one.
Also,why should people not make fun of fat people?Hell,if you’re fat than it’s not as if you can’t help that.It’s not as if you don’t have a way to control your fattness.Therefore you should be easy to joke with.Usually people expect the fat kids to be easy to joke with.
Another example of laughing at others,I saw some kid today with a really tiny head.Not just a tiny head,but the kind of head you see on a really young kid.Now with stuff like this how can you not laugh?I mean the guy looks like Beetle Juice.You just have to laugh about that kind of shit.I bet if you’re a panzy you’re probably thinking of e-mailing me and asking me how I would feel if I were fat or if I had a small head.To stop any e-mails let me answer this one,may answer would be a little bit like this.
Personally I don’t think it’s all that big of a deal.If I were fat and someone called me fat I wouldn’t wine and moan about how it’s not my fault.I would hit my fatass to the gym.If I had a small head I would probably just use it for the better you know?I would be a comedian,the single look at my small head and large body would bring laughing for hours.Who cares if my jokes suck?I have a small head and that’s funny no matter who you are.If you can’t laugh at stupid bitches than how do you expect to entertained?
Yep,that answer is just about a good summary of why it’s always good to make fun of others.It gives them encouragement to go out and do stuff.Hell,if no one gave you encouraging you’d end up sitting on your ass playing EverQuest all the time.What a waste,people made fun of Jared for being such an overweight peice of shit and where did he end up?He ended up with a fake set of teeth and on just about every fucking SubWay commercial in the world.Then you have my friend Bob Smith who was never made fun of.Oh,you never heard of him?That’s right because he didn’t do shit with his life.See my point?Making fun of others isn’t a big deal and shouldn’t be frowned upon.Maybe that bitch will invent mud-proof pants or something.Either that or lose weight,either would be awesome.
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Now then, the wonders of quagmires are a treat I have never encountered. I had the uncanny ability, as a youth, to attend Europe’s premier music festival twice, and both times I stumbled upon a West Country heat wave.
Yes, it’s true; yours truly enjoyed the warmth of the sun and the cider tent on both occasions whilst at Glastonbury.
For the purpose of what I have to say here, I am going to concentrate on just the one specific event that happened whilst I was there. I was in my early 20s, it was the Saturday of the festival and everything was just hunky dory … no, totally, it was so hunky dory as to warrant my starting a new religion, so I went back to the cider tent to calm down.
I imbibed several more pints of diesel, earthed myself, and as the sun began its descent, I smacked my chops, thanked the staff and wandered over to the main stage for what promised to be an enjoyable evening.
Yes, The Orb were playing, and their oft heard song Little Fluffy Clouds was sure to be a lovely ending to a quite lovely day.
So I trundled over to the said main stage, the colours of the sunset now taking shape and positioned myself so as to get a good view of the stage.
Sure, two blokes and a load of synthesisers isn’t the most spectacular stage show, but, well, I felt sure they’d put on a good light show to make up for the lack of stage presence.
I was pretty early, I don’t think they were due on ’til about half nine or something, and in the meantime, a bloke beside me nudged me, and when I looked round, he pointed behind me. He was grinning. I turned round to see what he was on about, and there, in the adjacent field, a firework display was just starting off. I smiled, thanked him, and got into the display.
It was a good one; it warranted me getting my pipe out of my back pocket, stoking it with draw and cranking my brain. Whoosh! That did the trick. The display was quite beautiful and I gave it my undivided attention, the rockets and their explosions every bit as important as my close shave with the new religion I mentioned earlier.
The display continued for quite sometime, the colours of the sunset now in full flow, it was nearly enough to make the poor boy cry with joy, but, I held on. Eventually, the display ended, and, it was time to settle down to enjoy the main event. Yes, The Orb.
There was just one wee problem. Whilst I had been enjoying the fireworks, the crowd had swollen. From craning my neck upwards to enjoy the fireworks for the last half hour, upon looking straight ahead again, I couldn’t see the stage at all. Now, I’m not the tallest boy, so, it was a case of standing on tip toes, but to no avail. Nothing. Not a jot. The ruddy stage had disappeared!
The Orb had taken to the stage, this much was patently obvious, as the crowd were roaring their approval, and if I looked up into the sky, the laser show was happening, but, Jesus, I couldn’t see a thing. Not to worry, Little Fluffy Clouds was being played and it sounded fantastic, so I didn’t care too much. What was important was the music, I kept telling myself.
Seemed odd though, ‘cos the bloke right in front of me was loving it. I could tell. He was facing me and he had a huge grin plastered all over his face. So was his girlfriend. She was by his side, also facing me, and, like him, was grinning broadly …
Well, eventually, all good things must come to an end. The set had been well over an hour long, my calves were aching from all the tip toeing, so I was kind of relieved, to be honest.
The Orb finished their set, and the crowd gradually began to disperse. I hung around for a bit, just relaxing, enjoying the night air, a bit knackered, but happy.
Finally, I decided it was about time I got back to my tent, whilst I could still remember what it looked like, and that was when it happened. I turned round, to head back, and there, only 20 yards or so away, was the fucking main stage.
I’d got so out of it, so into the firework display that I’d forgotten to turn back round after. No wonder that bloke and his girlfriend had been facing me, enjoying The Orb.
They’d been facing the stage.
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Pens are one of the cannot live without things in our lives. Ever since we learned how to used them, we need them in our daily lives, to write down a thousand things for work, fun and simply so we do not forget. Fortunately pens are fairly inexpensive and can be replaced on a daily basis, but today as I really need it to write an important phone number and searched everywhere, I thought to my self, where did all my pens go? I probably have purchased more than a couple hundred in my lifetime but just when I need it one,
There was none to be found.
As we advance through technology and on a daily basis new devices are made to avoid the use of pens like computes, phones, and digital calendars, we will always need pens, it’s just a matter of life. Always keep one at hand since you never know when you might need it, like when you need to write down the amount of calories you are consuming when on a weight loss plan with the acceletrim system, or maybe just an important thing to do later on. Take care of them and try not to lose them so much.