I firmly support everyone's right to complain, because it doesn't matter if you "shouldn't complain because _______________", things are still totally annoying and harsh no matter what! "Gourmet meals" are stupid. People who spend a lot of money like it's no big deal on dumb things are also stupid. It's like someone told them that "if you buy this thing, it will prove to the world that you are wealthy and classy. It is the thing to do." and they BELIEVED it! I don't believe in cultural brainwashing.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry it takes them so long to decide: they have never been exposed to gourmet meals before.”
What a condescending elitist snob. I hope she realizes that "gourmet" is just a term used to swindle cultural suckers like her. Take her to the slaughterhouse, she'll see almost instantly the difference between "gourmet" and "normal" meats: exactly none. So they gave your carcass a saffron rubdown...big fuckin' deal. It's still a corpse, lady.
I'd like to feed her fat ass to a house full of starving orphans. Now that would be eventful in their lives. She's so well fed and tasteful, I bet she's like a prime cut of milk-raised veal. Goddamn cow.
God. I remember the first Christmas that I worked at the Border's Books, Music AND Cafe right around the corner from you I spent every day during the season Crying because I imagined that "these same people" that get to celebrate Christmas the most are the same ones that I could imagine not only killing but then eating Jesus. Which is pretty damn disturbing when it comes down to it. Especially when you start to think "well, if they'd kill and then eat someone that claimed to be the Son of G-D, than what would stop them from killing and eating me?". And then the answer that you give yourself to that question is "well, there really is nothing stopping them from killing and eating you, look at how they relish in eating a nice bloody steak".
No matter how hard I tried, and no matter how much I told myself that the reason for my tears was illogical...
...I kept crying them.
That was the first Christmas that I spent alone, by myself, without a desire to actually celebrate it.
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What a condescending elitist snob. I hope she realizes that "gourmet" is just a term used to swindle cultural suckers like her. Take her to the slaughterhouse, she'll see almost instantly the difference between "gourmet" and "normal" meats: exactly none. So they gave your carcass a saffron rubdown...big fuckin' deal. It's still a corpse, lady.
I'd like to feed her fat ass to a house full of starving orphans. Now that would be eventful in their lives. She's so well fed and tasteful, I bet she's like a prime cut of milk-raised veal. Goddamn cow.
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No matter how hard I tried, and no matter how much I told myself that the reason for my tears was illogical...
...I kept crying them.
That was the first Christmas that I spent alone, by myself, without a desire to actually celebrate it.
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