Monday, October 22, 2012
When listening to brain-dead sheep who
wish to perpetrate their misleading and mistaken
views upon my body, I try to keep firmly in mind
just how ludicrous their argument, its basis, its
perceived legitimacy, and its followers are.
Usually, that does the trick.
But if they're persistent bastards, I know
talking sense won't sway them and that I
am more familiar with their own tome than they are,
so what is my recourse?
Walking away might be the prudent option, but the
dramatist in me wants to have that perfect
"Oh, Snap!" moment of potentially 'going viral'
I guess the only thing really to say is "Who the fuck do
you think you are?!?!"