Your self indulgent whining is enough to put Nancy Kerrigan to shame. Your sniveling little crys of social-oppression and alienation are about as founded as Lars Ulrich's demands for financial restitution after the Napster revolution. Why do you cry? Could it be because you have no penis? I know if I lost my penis, I'd bitch and moan like 4 year old girl with a skinned knee (and an adult vocabulary). But like other 21st century, middle-class-consumers, who have never suffered the misfortune of castration, due to third-world tyranny or the involuntary service of war...I have no reason to do so. You know what's truly unfortunate, that you refuse to see how fortunate you are. Not unlike a ForuneFiveHundred 12-year-old who just can't go on living because the $140,000/yr boarding school she's attending is half as forgiving as the 3 other egregiously privileged private schools that ejected her earlier. So take my advice yuppie: either shut your fucking biscotti shoveling pie-hole or grow a pair of testicles
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