don't forget that alcohol also lowers inhibition - hence, why i told you to go fuck yourself (honesty, impulse) instead of only going home (inhibited).
the 'mania' was in the delivery.
the truth (inhibited), dennis, is that i don't tolerate being spoken to like a militant fast food manager from a supposed friend.
i'm sorry you must assume the role of domestic warlord, but it's not as if i was tearing through your house in a drunken haze .. it was an honest accident.
so in response to your absurd intolerance: go fuck yourself.
Whatever dude. Everyone who saw the incident thought you conducted yourself like a three year old. I would have been over it in less than a minute had you simply apologized. Rather, your intolerance (thanks dictionary.com) to be spoken to in a firm tone of voice (with justifiable reason) makes you look like a total douche (or a macho asshole).
And if you seek empowerment in telling me to "go fuck myself" from a safe distance, take a step outside of yourself and think about how pathetic it makes you look.
A respectable human being will accept responsibility for his or her actions [drunken or not] and give an apology. An erratic crybaby will be hung up on the fact that someone raised their voice in their general direction after having made a mistake.
You made the decision for things to be this way, not me.
dennis .. the first thing i said was 'i'm sorry' (after running downstairs to see if the thing was still intact) ..
you then immediately commanded 'go outside.' don't forget that your perspective was skewed by alcohol as well.
macho? you've already contradicted yourself: "telling me to "go fuck myself" from a safe distance" -(coward), "to be spoken to in a firm tone of voice (with justifiable reason) makes you look like a total douche (or a macho asshole)" - (macho).
i don't think i've ever been coined a 'macho pussy' in the same paragraph before.
i could give a shit less what people think .. sure, you were in the ideal position to color the situation to your specs. and besides, it wasn't anyone else's business anyway until you made it that way.
and yes .. i'm a total wuss, here in my comfort zone. where i can use my frontal lobes instead of my 2 sets of knuckles. give me a fucking break. hormone therapy can help, dennis.
yes, you're correct. I made the decision not to eat your commando shit.
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I've seen enough of your "drunken frenzies" to know.
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don't forget that alcohol also lowers inhibition - hence, why i told you to go fuck yourself (honesty, impulse) instead of only going home (inhibited).
the 'mania' was in the delivery.
the truth (inhibited), dennis, is that i don't tolerate being spoken to like a militant fast food manager from a supposed friend.
i'm sorry you must assume the role of domestic warlord, but it's not as if i was tearing through your house in a drunken haze .. it was an honest accident.
so in response to your absurd intolerance: go fuck yourself.
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And if you seek empowerment in telling me to "go fuck myself" from a safe distance, take a step outside of yourself and think about how pathetic it makes you look.
A respectable human being will accept responsibility for his or her actions [drunken or not] and give an apology.
An erratic crybaby will be hung up on the fact that someone raised their voice in their general direction after having made a mistake.
You made the decision for things to be this way, not me.
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you then immediately commanded 'go outside.' don't forget that your perspective was skewed by alcohol as well.
macho? you've already contradicted yourself: "telling me to "go fuck myself" from a safe distance" -(coward), "to be spoken to in a firm tone of voice (with justifiable reason) makes you look like a total douche (or a macho asshole)" - (macho).
i don't think i've ever been coined a 'macho pussy' in the same paragraph before.
i could give a shit less what people think .. sure, you were in the ideal position to color the situation to your specs. and besides, it wasn't anyone else's business anyway until you made it that way.
and yes .. i'm a total wuss, here in my comfort zone. where i can use
my frontal lobes instead of my 2 sets of knuckles. give me a fucking break. hormone therapy can help, dennis.
yes, you're correct. I made the decision not to eat your commando shit.
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