10-23-2008, 01:48 AM
Do you know what two things coincide and result in the telltale sign, the one medical certainty, to alert you to the fact that you are sick?
1. Your ball sack gets really loose and dangly and it sticks to your leg.
2. You become delusional.
Ball sacks across this great nation are now hanging more loosely than any time in modern history. Insurance policies are going to have to cover ball sack from leg removal procedures on an outpatient only basis. Dangly loose ball sacks sticking to the legs of delusional people are everywhere. Why you ask?
Evidence of the delusion epidemic are everywhere. Everyone in college is delusional. Junior colleges are brimming over with delusional people. And I won't even talk about the delusion that is spewing from the arts and culture professions. Everyone that has ever picked up a guitar is deluded.
I was in a bar in Dallas a few weeks ago and I noticed one thing. So many hot chicks in that place. Why were they there? To get noticed. That's it, just to get noticed. And as I stood there, drooling over their thousands and thousands of dollar silicone fun bags, I said to myself, "Flumper. Something isn't right here."
Then it hit me. I realized why everyone is so delusional. We are all sick. We are sick to death of all the no talent airheads that pump their tits full of plastic, move to Hollywood and try to get noticed just on the faint hope that they might get some huge movie deal. We are sick of the fucktards with the fingernail on the wall voices that buy a guitar and learn to play from internet tabs and think posting a myspace music page will garner some big record deal. We are sick of the couch pilot fat fucks that know a guy that thinks he can rap and claims he will manage his career and be the next Snoop Dog. We are sick of all the bullshit meaningless talk and how deserving everyone says they are just because they have some junior college degree when we all know they aren't deserving of what they have already. We are sick of the first year advertising geek whose job it is to make copies and try not to infect the company's graphic design server with internet porn having his mom call his boss up to complain about his average performance evaluation.
We are either part of, or watching, the offspring of an apathetic generation, that all think they are deserving of something. There have been no involuntary wars that they have seen. There have been no fights for civil rights, no real fights. There have been no fights for freedom they were forced to join. Yet they sit there and hold their fists to the sky and scream "Rise up!" because they saw some documentary that showed their parents doing that.
There won't be any documentaries about this revolution because there isn't one. These people are not oppressed. They are sick, but they are not oppressed. These are the spoiled results of something that other generations fought for. They deserve nothing but get everything and still want more. They cry out and shout for more. They have replaced freedom for consumerism and capitalism. They are spoiled, repulsive and sick. And because of that sickness, they are deluded.
The next generation of kids is going to be so fucked up.
So peel your sweaty ball sack from your leg, shake on a little powder and get some rest. You need it.
1. Your ball sack gets really loose and dangly and it sticks to your leg.
2. You become delusional.
Ball sacks across this great nation are now hanging more loosely than any time in modern history. Insurance policies are going to have to cover ball sack from leg removal procedures on an outpatient only basis. Dangly loose ball sacks sticking to the legs of delusional people are everywhere. Why you ask?
Evidence of the delusion epidemic are everywhere. Everyone in college is delusional. Junior colleges are brimming over with delusional people. And I won't even talk about the delusion that is spewing from the arts and culture professions. Everyone that has ever picked up a guitar is deluded.
I was in a bar in Dallas a few weeks ago and I noticed one thing. So many hot chicks in that place. Why were they there? To get noticed. That's it, just to get noticed. And as I stood there, drooling over their thousands and thousands of dollar silicone fun bags, I said to myself, "Flumper. Something isn't right here."
Then it hit me. I realized why everyone is so delusional. We are all sick. We are sick to death of all the no talent airheads that pump their tits full of plastic, move to Hollywood and try to get noticed just on the faint hope that they might get some huge movie deal. We are sick of the fucktards with the fingernail on the wall voices that buy a guitar and learn to play from internet tabs and think posting a myspace music page will garner some big record deal. We are sick of the couch pilot fat fucks that know a guy that thinks he can rap and claims he will manage his career and be the next Snoop Dog. We are sick of all the bullshit meaningless talk and how deserving everyone says they are just because they have some junior college degree when we all know they aren't deserving of what they have already. We are sick of the first year advertising geek whose job it is to make copies and try not to infect the company's graphic design server with internet porn having his mom call his boss up to complain about his average performance evaluation.
We are either part of, or watching, the offspring of an apathetic generation, that all think they are deserving of something. There have been no involuntary wars that they have seen. There have been no fights for civil rights, no real fights. There have been no fights for freedom they were forced to join. Yet they sit there and hold their fists to the sky and scream "Rise up!" because they saw some documentary that showed their parents doing that.
There won't be any documentaries about this revolution because there isn't one. These people are not oppressed. They are sick, but they are not oppressed. These are the spoiled results of something that other generations fought for. They deserve nothing but get everything and still want more. They cry out and shout for more. They have replaced freedom for consumerism and capitalism. They are spoiled, repulsive and sick. And because of that sickness, they are deluded.
The next generation of kids is going to be so fucked up.
So peel your sweaty ball sack from your leg, shake on a little powder and get some rest. You need it.
