The Truth about bullshit-WARNING PROFANITY
There are a lot of people out there who completely assume that they operate in a vaccuum, essentially believing that the things that they choose to do impact only themselves and the people that they intended the action to impact. I would like to say, unequivocably and irrevocably that the bullshit you pull thinking that you are funny or cute or getting away with something or just simply because your head is stuffed so far up your ass that your breath smells like your farts and you cannot see anything beyond the interior of your anus that you ARE WRONG.
When you choose to foul your stable with bullshit, it splatters and some of that splatter catches other people, people who were only innocent bystanders at the wrong place and time. While you don't care at this point, still believing that the temporary warmth from the trickle of bullshit you've just spewed down your backside and onto the floor is completely worth it, I can assure you, this is not the case. People do not enjoy being dirtied by your disgusting filth. They will stop tolerating it. They will move. They will stop talking to you. They will stop doing things for you. Lying or refusing to accept responsibility for the bullshit that you've just lain does not, in fact, fool anyone. The trail is still piping hot, stinking, and it leads straight back to you.
In case you hadn't guessed, someone very specific has splattered some bullshit on me. It has impacted me in a major way twice now in less than four months. I'm full of angry words right now, becuase, once again, everyone else is being made to pay for this pile of crap that WE DIDN'T MAKE!
I am no longer going to be a bystander to this shit. I'm done. It's over. When MY PARENTS are bullied into giving up something THEY'VE WORKED FOR becuase someone else is suffering a massive cranio-rectal inversion, well, that's when I lose MY shit. I'm done being nice about this crap. I'm done with the smiling and making nice and I sure as hell am done being used because someone else is being an irresponsible ass. You know what? Fucking say thank-you once in a while and be GRATEFUL for all the god-damned shit we've done for you. How about that? Huh? STOP TRYING TO BLEED US FUCKING DRY BECAUSE YOU CAN'T DEAL WITH YOUR OWN GOD-DAMN SELF INFLICTED LIFE!!!!
Rant over. Consequences are not.
When you choose to foul your stable with bullshit, it splatters and some of that splatter catches other people, people who were only innocent bystanders at the wrong place and time. While you don't care at this point, still believing that the temporary warmth from the trickle of bullshit you've just spewed down your backside and onto the floor is completely worth it, I can assure you, this is not the case. People do not enjoy being dirtied by your disgusting filth. They will stop tolerating it. They will move. They will stop talking to you. They will stop doing things for you. Lying or refusing to accept responsibility for the bullshit that you've just lain does not, in fact, fool anyone. The trail is still piping hot, stinking, and it leads straight back to you.
In case you hadn't guessed, someone very specific has splattered some bullshit on me. It has impacted me in a major way twice now in less than four months. I'm full of angry words right now, becuase, once again, everyone else is being made to pay for this pile of crap that WE DIDN'T MAKE!
I am no longer going to be a bystander to this shit. I'm done. It's over. When MY PARENTS are bullied into giving up something THEY'VE WORKED FOR becuase someone else is suffering a massive cranio-rectal inversion, well, that's when I lose MY shit. I'm done being nice about this crap. I'm done with the smiling and making nice and I sure as hell am done being used because someone else is being an irresponsible ass. You know what? Fucking say thank-you once in a while and be GRATEFUL for all the god-damned shit we've done for you. How about that? Huh? STOP TRYING TO BLEED US FUCKING DRY BECAUSE YOU CAN'T DEAL WITH YOUR OWN GOD-DAMN SELF INFLICTED LIFE!!!!
Rant over. Consequences are not.