Rage ahead
Nov. 30th, 2006 06:08 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
maderrDear Dumb Bitch,
Yes, the bus is crowded. Yes, it's kinda claustrophobic. Guess what? It's better than being outside in the rain. Also, the buses are meant to handle a fuckload of people. Get over it, especially as you're sititng in the very first seat and making that old man stand up. Also, calling the customer service line and talking as loudly as you possibly can so the entire bus can hear you bitching about the bus and driver? No one was impressed, we were all laughing at you.
STFU,
~Megan
Dear Asshole,
Your bling bling is very nice. I especially like the massive silver cross with amber rhinestones that you wear so proudly over that designer shirt. My favorite part, however, was the way you KEPT SITTING WHEN A WOMAN WITH A BABY AND TWO YEAR OLD GIRL GOT ON THE BUS AND SHE ASKED IF SOMEONE WOULD GIVE THE LITTLE GIRL A SEAT AND YOU DID FUCK NOTHING.
How utterly masculine, badass, 1337, awesome, impressive, sexy, and amazing you look when two women who have been busting their asses all day give up their seats while your lazy punk ass stays seated and looks at all of us in sneering contempt.
Way too bad for us, bro. Obviously. If there is a god, I hope he spanks your ass and sends you to the eighth ring. If I ever meet you in a dark alley, I'm going Jack Ripper on your ass. I mean the way he got with his last victim. Except it'll be your nonexistant balls I leave on the table.
Will see you in hell, because I am friends with Satan
~Megan
Dear Punk Ass Kids,
I wish someone would beat the living fucking shit out of you, then make you get a mother fucking job, or at least learn to do some goddamn housework, because maybe then you'd appreciate all that desinger shit and bling bling and those cell phones instead of making fun of those of us who work all fucking day to earn our nondesigner stuffs and less-sparkly phones.
Hope you learn something before it's too late,
~Megan
Yes, the bus is crowded. Yes, it's kinda claustrophobic. Guess what? It's better than being outside in the rain. Also, the buses are meant to handle a fuckload of people. Get over it, especially as you're sititng in the very first seat and making that old man stand up. Also, calling the customer service line and talking as loudly as you possibly can so the entire bus can hear you bitching about the bus and driver? No one was impressed, we were all laughing at you.
STFU,
~Megan
Dear Asshole,
Your bling bling is very nice. I especially like the massive silver cross with amber rhinestones that you wear so proudly over that designer shirt. My favorite part, however, was the way you KEPT SITTING WHEN A WOMAN WITH A BABY AND TWO YEAR OLD GIRL GOT ON THE BUS AND SHE ASKED IF SOMEONE WOULD GIVE THE LITTLE GIRL A SEAT AND YOU DID FUCK NOTHING.
How utterly masculine, badass, 1337, awesome, impressive, sexy, and amazing you look when two women who have been busting their asses all day give up their seats while your lazy punk ass stays seated and looks at all of us in sneering contempt.
Way too bad for us, bro. Obviously. If there is a god, I hope he spanks your ass and sends you to the eighth ring. If I ever meet you in a dark alley, I'm going Jack Ripper on your ass. I mean the way he got with his last victim. Except it'll be your nonexistant balls I leave on the table.
Will see you in hell, because I am friends with Satan
~Megan
Dear Punk Ass Kids,
I wish someone would beat the living fucking shit out of you, then make you get a mother fucking job, or at least learn to do some goddamn housework, because maybe then you'd appreciate all that desinger shit and bling bling and those cell phones instead of making fun of those of us who work all fucking day to earn our nondesigner stuffs and less-sparkly phones.
Hope you learn something before it's too late,
~Megan
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Date: 2006-12-01 01:46 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-12-01 01:53 am (UTC)No, no, I try to make them humorous even as I'm snarking. What's the point of thsi sort of suffering if it can't be turned into a funny story?
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Date: 2006-12-01 02:17 am (UTC)You know, for some reason, I thought of Bastion through the your whole post and laughed and laughed and laughed.
*hugs again*
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Date: 2006-12-01 06:01 am (UTC)♥
but look! kissy! o.o >.> does that help a little? o.o
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Date: 2006-12-01 11:31 am (UTC)Unfortunately that has the side effect that I tend to end up at wrong stops or a completely different line.
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Date: 2006-12-01 02:26 pm (UTC)Here in Columbus, I particularly like the public transit players' performances of Redneck Love every day at 2 and 5:30.
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Date: 2006-12-01 04:08 pm (UTC)I completely know and understand! x.x
well not completely. *but almost fought some girl on the bus yesturday*
Some people...have no sense of respect, or caring anymore >>
Little story to make you feel better?:
two days ago I was driving with a friend n' we kept talking about starbucks sprinkles on their peppermint hot chocolate. Yummy I know. (this isn't that funneh but she said that I wouldve totally fallen out of the car had I not had a seat belt on o.o) I then said; "thank god that there is no dark side saying 'come to the darkside for we have sprinkles' or else I would be there before they even put it up" unfortunately I figured "pretending" to open the door and flail about would add emphasis to what I said...o.o the door was unlocked. I was lucky there was no vehicle beside us. o.o buut see? funneh. I thought- a little? not even a little? ah well I tried lol!
Jenn
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Date: 2006-12-01 10:59 pm (UTC)*laughs*
I'm glad nothing tragic happend, but yes that's rather amusing. Clearly sprinkle discussions are too dangerous for you.