Best Rant Ever: Germs are dumb....and dumb things make me mad (in the bad way).
Yeah, seems I'm having another go with the Deadly Motaba Virus, but the
good news is that I'm so pissed off about being sick that I'm already
feeling better! Yay for aimless hate everyone! Yaaaay!
You know, I was just reading some chicks Screen Name over on MySpace that kinda got me thinking. No, I'm not going to tell you what the screen name was. Suffice it to say that is was a romantically morose phrase that kinda got the few marbles I have left in my brain rolling around.
Can you smell the rant? I know I can, and it smells like.....aimless hate!!! Yaaaaaaay!
Too many people are just too fucking romantically inept. It's really fucking sad. Can you tell I'm irritated? I'm using the word fuck a lot! (hate!)
I dunno. I guess for starters many of you would have to understand where I come from. To sum it all up quickly, I spent the entirety of my teenage years pining over the same girl, finally got her, held onto her for five years, started making the wedding plans, only for her to break my steely-METAL heart and leave citing that I didn't have enough ambition or direction in life.
Keep in mind that this is while I'm in the top five of my paramedic class, had been pre-selected for the Fire Academy for outstanding performance in the field, and had spent the last two years working full-time under a 5 star chef to pay for my education. Funny ain't it?
What does this have to do with anything? It has everything to do with good, nice, beautiful girls who put their own heads on the chopping block by dating the dumbest, inferior, troglodytic sacks of shit they can stain their hands on, get their poor little hearts broken, pine over it, do it over and over again, jade themselves, expect the world to give them special dispensation for hating all men, believe themselves to be empowered by such hate, and in that powerful elightenment........................do it all over again.
And it has everything to do with the super-pampered, needy, or spoiled girls who can do nothing but use the better, albeit more gullible men around as emotional tampons and baggage handlers until said men are too damn bitter, disenchanted, or just plain TIRED to keep up the old Don Juan charm 24/7. All the while she complains to her friends about it, spends more time with the guys at work or at school for 'consolation', leaves her guy a gutted wreck, starts the whole thing over again and again, wonders why she can't find Mr. Right, believes herself to be some kind of love martyr, deludes herself with her own bullshit, believes herself to be enlightened by said bullshit, and in that empowerment............does it all over again.
And what's even funnier is when those kinds of girls console the other in their dreary little melodramatic, gushing, heartbroken lovelessness.
Fucking hilarious.
Damn, how's THAT for some aimless hate. (Yay!)
"Yay" damn you!
Don't get me wrong, I'm not a woman hater or anything. In fact, I happen to believe women to be creatures of exquisite grace, and think quite a few are just a-ok, (especially Donella) but it's that dammable cycle of behavior that I just can't abide.
Yes ladies, I know that men can be a pain in the ass too. Which is why I'm so glad that I am a MAD MAN, and am vastly superior to lesser forms of fumbling, inept, testosterone driven cock measurers in taste, ettiquite, intelligence, and all 'round bad-assery. My record speaks for itself with confidence, so fuck off if generalizing men is your thing.
And NO, this rant is not some dateless, super-cerebral, socially worthless, asexuals cheap attempt at venting anger over Suzie not going with him to the prom. It's merely an observation that I've made over years of distinguished ass-kicking regarding the behavioral and coping patterns of the aforementioned female stereotypes. They are cycles that irritates the bejeezus out of bullshitless people like me, male and female alike, because they come across as an almost deliberate sabotage of oneself to satisfy some foggy, pseudo-standard of celluloid romance that came from some chick flick somewhere WITHOUT EVER REALLY IMPROVING THE VIRTUES OF ONE'S OWN LIFE or really connecting with ANYONE. And ladies, no matter what you may think of my views, I can almost garauntee you that one way or another you either know someone just like them, or you are one. Plain and simple.
And if you happen to be one....all I can say is......
What the fuck!
Thank you. You're welcome.
-mad
(ps: happy birthday mom!)
You know, I was just reading some chicks Screen Name over on MySpace that kinda got me thinking. No, I'm not going to tell you what the screen name was. Suffice it to say that is was a romantically morose phrase that kinda got the few marbles I have left in my brain rolling around.
Can you smell the rant? I know I can, and it smells like.....aimless hate!!! Yaaaaaaay!
Too many people are just too fucking romantically inept. It's really fucking sad. Can you tell I'm irritated? I'm using the word fuck a lot! (hate!)
I dunno. I guess for starters many of you would have to understand where I come from. To sum it all up quickly, I spent the entirety of my teenage years pining over the same girl, finally got her, held onto her for five years, started making the wedding plans, only for her to break my steely-METAL heart and leave citing that I didn't have enough ambition or direction in life.
Keep in mind that this is while I'm in the top five of my paramedic class, had been pre-selected for the Fire Academy for outstanding performance in the field, and had spent the last two years working full-time under a 5 star chef to pay for my education. Funny ain't it?
What does this have to do with anything? It has everything to do with good, nice, beautiful girls who put their own heads on the chopping block by dating the dumbest, inferior, troglodytic sacks of shit they can stain their hands on, get their poor little hearts broken, pine over it, do it over and over again, jade themselves, expect the world to give them special dispensation for hating all men, believe themselves to be empowered by such hate, and in that powerful elightenment........................do it all over again.
And it has everything to do with the super-pampered, needy, or spoiled girls who can do nothing but use the better, albeit more gullible men around as emotional tampons and baggage handlers until said men are too damn bitter, disenchanted, or just plain TIRED to keep up the old Don Juan charm 24/7. All the while she complains to her friends about it, spends more time with the guys at work or at school for 'consolation', leaves her guy a gutted wreck, starts the whole thing over again and again, wonders why she can't find Mr. Right, believes herself to be some kind of love martyr, deludes herself with her own bullshit, believes herself to be enlightened by said bullshit, and in that empowerment............does it all over again.
And what's even funnier is when those kinds of girls console the other in their dreary little melodramatic, gushing, heartbroken lovelessness.
Fucking hilarious.
Damn, how's THAT for some aimless hate. (Yay!)
"Yay" damn you!
Don't get me wrong, I'm not a woman hater or anything. In fact, I happen to believe women to be creatures of exquisite grace, and think quite a few are just a-ok, (especially Donella) but it's that dammable cycle of behavior that I just can't abide.
Yes ladies, I know that men can be a pain in the ass too. Which is why I'm so glad that I am a MAD MAN, and am vastly superior to lesser forms of fumbling, inept, testosterone driven cock measurers in taste, ettiquite, intelligence, and all 'round bad-assery. My record speaks for itself with confidence, so fuck off if generalizing men is your thing.
And NO, this rant is not some dateless, super-cerebral, socially worthless, asexuals cheap attempt at venting anger over Suzie not going with him to the prom. It's merely an observation that I've made over years of distinguished ass-kicking regarding the behavioral and coping patterns of the aforementioned female stereotypes. They are cycles that irritates the bejeezus out of bullshitless people like me, male and female alike, because they come across as an almost deliberate sabotage of oneself to satisfy some foggy, pseudo-standard of celluloid romance that came from some chick flick somewhere WITHOUT EVER REALLY IMPROVING THE VIRTUES OF ONE'S OWN LIFE or really connecting with ANYONE. And ladies, no matter what you may think of my views, I can almost garauntee you that one way or another you either know someone just like them, or you are one. Plain and simple.
And if you happen to be one....all I can say is......
What the fuck!
Thank you. You're welcome.
-mad
(ps: happy birthday mom!)