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Jun 08, 2005 01:01

time to rant because im bored.

gotta love people who live on thesaurus.com.

theres nothing better than wasting your time reading random people's livejournals/myspaces. Nothing, that is, except for when the livejournal/myspace your reading belongs to a pseudo intellectual.

it amazes me how these people can think that using big words and adhering to the basic rules of grammar makes them superior to everybody else.

you can always tell when somone THINKS they're better than everybody else, theres always this vibe you can pick up from reading the bull shit that they type or listen to the horse shit they spew out of their oversized mouths when they talk.

oh im sorry Stick-In-Ass, i cant hear you because you have SHIT IN YOUR MOUTH YOU FUCKING IDIOT.

the best part about it all, is that no matter how fancy they make their sentances sound, they're never really saying anything.

anything important anyway.

it would be one thing if anything that came out of their stupid elitist mouths was of any importance whatsoever, but 99% of the time it isnt.

they always have to find a way to make everything seem interesting and just 'better' than what it really is.

instead of saying:

"this morning i took a cold shower, it was actually really refreshing".

they will say something like

"As the sun breached the horizon like a blooming flower, the water erupted from the shower head, falling over my body and cleansing it as if i was the earth during the great flood."

LAMEEEEE. no matter how long you spend on dictionary.com, noone gives a shit that you took a shower.

not even me, who was unfortunate enough to stumble upon your journal and bored enough to read it.

they think just because they use big words and make something sound more interesting than it is, that it matters and they are better than you.

well guess what assholes, any moron can make even the stupidest of things sound exciting.

watch, ill make me taking a shit sound exciting.

"There I sat, perched upon the porcelain bowl which has, in the past, been a source of the utmost relief to the tension brewing in my bowels. With my trousers around my ankles I huddled over it, all the while grasping my torso as the liquidized feces flowed through my large intestine causing me pain the likes of which i doubt even a knife to the back would be capable of inflicting. Sweat dripped down my brow as I waited in part anticipation, part dread. Anticipation for the long overdue feeling of relief that my stomach was entitled to, dread for the unavoidable burning that my anus was about to endure. I had been sitting here for at least an hour, if not a slight bit more. Something sinister was afoot, for my stools were not moving. I thought for sure i was going to perish there, sitting on my throne of human misfortune when all of a sudden it happened. The excrement erupted through the opening at the rear end of my body with a force comparable to that of an erupting volcano. The pressure was at once relieved, but there was little time to rejoice, for the moment the stool had hit my anus, the burning began. It was as if somone had lit a match in the crack of my ass, burning ever so steadily the sensitive flesh in the surrounding area. However the burning was temporary, and the feeling of utter joy that overtook me when I realized that the pain in my stomach had been vanquished quickly overshadowed any care I had previously expressed towards the burning. I had been victorious. After sweeping away the remnants of the incident, I returned my pants to their proper position and walked out of that room the victor."

and there you have it, that is "today i took a shit" in pseudo intellectual format.

i hate elitists, especially when they are in no position to be an elitist. using big words dosn't make you intelligent, im sorry.
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