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Ahh, I'm glad I'm over my "It's cool to be a degenerate outcast" day's.
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Oh, okay. Now that you mention that it should be obvious, that clears things up. |
Congratulations! If I were you, I would have spit on those pro-lifers. Not implying I'm political in any way of course...
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You're such a dumbass. |
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Me and my uncle went ridin' down, South Colorado, West Texas bound. We stopped over in Santa Fe, That bein' the point just about half way, And you know it was the hottest part of the day. I took the horses up to the stall, Went to the barroom, ordered drinks for all. Three days in the saddle, you know my body hurt, It bein' summer, I took off my shirt, And I tried to wash off some of that dusty dirt. When Texas cowboys, they's all around, With liquor and money, they loaded down. So soon after payday, know it seemed a shame; You know my uncle, he starts a friendly game, High-low jack and the winner take the hand. My uncle starts winnin'; cowboys got sore. One of them called him, and then two more, Accused him of cheatin'; Oh no, it couldn't be. I know my uncle, he's as honest as me, And I'm as honest as a Denver man can be. One of them cowboys, he starts to draw, And I shot him down, Lord he never saw. Well I grabbed a bottle, cracked him in the jaw, Shot me another, oh damn he won't grow old. In the confusion, my uncle grabbed the gold, And we high-tailed it down to Mexico. I love those cowboys, I love their gold, I loved my uncle, God rest his soul, Taught me good, Lord, Taught me all I know Taught me so well, I grabbed that gold And I left his dead ass there by the side of the road. ![]() |
hahahaha fuck.
Such Friends Are Dangerous strikes gold again. Hit that bong for me bro. |
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i assume the charge will be disorderly conduct. i have previously been arrested in a similar situation, however because i am a minor and it wasn't anything too serious they dropped the charge.
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Right, to clarify:
This was not an 'exciting' event. I think arrests were made for the sake of public appearance; it wasn't an exceptionally violent altercation. I was not formally charged, but I am not sure if that was because a. the arrests were for procedure's sake or b. (this sounds tacky) I work with the police, and yes, I took advantage of this and made the appropriate phone calls to get my ass out of trouble. However, I don't think any of the pious pricks were charged, either. Irrelevant information: You're allowed to protest/demonstrate on public property here as long as you don't disrupt what is considered to be ordinary traffic. i.e., you can picket retail establishments as long as you don't significantly block store entrances or prevent customers from entering in some other manner. So I suspect the police got involved only because it was near a shopping center, and to observe municipal law, they were sort of obligated to break it up and create the appearance of keeping peace. ANYHOW The arrest isn't the point, and nor is the issue of abortion, technically. Under other circumstances, I wouldn't have gotten involved in any way, because my stance on such an issue isn't really any of these people's business. I'm certainly not going to change their minds, so I wouldn't give them the satisfaction of baiting me. What DOES vex me, however, is the underlying idea of people who IMPOSE upon you. No matter how personally objectionable I may find an idea, I ordinarily do not take issue with other who may hold it - whether you're a Christian fundamentalist, extreme leftist, hell, if you're into bestiality - as long as you KEEP IT CONFINED TO YOURSELF. Once you enter my sphere, that's an unforgivable violation of boundaries. I simply cannot understand people who do not respect individual opinion. You have NO RIGHT to hold my behaviors to YOUR moral standards. You have NO RIGHT to APPROACH me, attempting to sell your ideology. You have NO RIGHT to DISRUPT MY DAY in an attempt to further YOUR personal agenda. I abhor pro-lifers with every fiber of my being, but I, unlike them, am content to let each of us hold our respective opinions. They are not, and therein lies the difference. My long-winded rant is not confined to this particular group of people, but to that general mentality that causes people to try to convert you to their 'side.' The people who attempt to pressure you into various social activities. The people who act with complete disregard for those around them, because they ASSUME that their standards are the only ones by which others should abide. I'm pissed off because I didn't get a haircut, all because some self-important assholes decided that their opinion was worthy of being broadcast to the masses. I generally abide by "Live and let live," and still maintain that those who do not should be collectively shot. |
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I totally agree with truncated.
Those folks with God on 'their side'...are compelled to witness to others...it's mandated in their doctrinal directive !!! They can't allow a live and let live philosophy...they feel personally responsible about saving as many souls as they can....they're warriors in their battle for rightwinged morality......can't stop till ya win !!!!! ![]() |
Aaaaaah
Great job truncated, really that's fucking fantastic! |
you shouldn't have been arrested in the first place.
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There are too many people whose aim is to prevent you forming and maintaining your own opinion; there was a brief incident involving myself and a couple of Greenpeace representatives recently, although the security present were pretty decent, and happy for different opinions to meet. The Greenpeace people just felt that disagreeing with or questioning any part of their dogma was an affront to humanity though.
Anyway, fuck these people; society's going to shit and it's largely because hateful bigots get their own way too often. |
society has been going to shit ever since it began....
what kind of haircut are you going to get? |
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dude, you are being as self important an asshole as anybody for having dragged out this ridiculous thread for so long. I tried to make a complete mockery of it to kill it, in a grand ol west shoot out, but alas, it is back! Self Importance is equally destructive on both sides of an opinion. THe Less Important you see yourself as being, the more important you actually become to the harmony and benefit of the Universe in general.... |
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suck it, hippie. |
I recently had a near miss confontation at the grocery store with a Church lady. My friend and I were minding our own business, looking at canned peppers, when this red wigged woman, with freckles walks past us, turns back around, and tells my friends that Jesus is her friend, and that she needs 'get rid of those tatoos, take that eye brow ring out, and turn from Satan.' I said something back to her about her wig, and she just walked away.
She was bugging people in the parking lot when we were leaving. Creep. |
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i say take your preconcieved notions about other people and shove them up your fucking righteous ass.
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no, this is a completely different issue, and yes, it is by the nature of the word, selfish to address any of your own interests. |
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Get a clipper machine.It saves you from getting into trouble.
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I can't identify with Rastas, either. Grow some dreads, smoke some dope, pray to Jah every night you'll wake up less white, and you think you and your magic bong are going to unite the world's people in spiritual harmony. I'm happy for you. I have no objection to self-importance. When it comes to opinion, self-importance is integral. MY opinion affects MY behavior. I'm the most important fucking person in the world, in that respect. When such divisive issues like abortion and religion exist in society, there is no universal harmony, Scooter. However, on the other hand, I personally think my credo is more conducive to harmony than most. While I choose to uphold and abide by my own personal standards of morality and behavior, I make a point of not imposing those upon other people. Despite being a misanthrope (or perhaps because of?), I can live in perfect harmony with others, as long as they mind their own goddamned business as well. The construction of a prinicipled utopia begins at the core. If you don't have a solid personal foundation, if you have nothing you personally stand for, then your efforts in any other direction will be wasted. What you see as tolerance, promotion of harmony, and open-mindedness, I see as spinelessness, ignorance, and/or indifference. If you can't take a stance, you will forever tread on infirm ground. |
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And you should shave it while driving.Imagine the innnovative styles you'd come up with.
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don't be a pussy.
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I've got one of those already for my 'tache.
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If they'd left me alone when asked, everything would have been just ducky.
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congrats & welcome to a life of crime.
you might want to add an obstacle course to your daily running routine--i n the past, i have found it convenient to escape police pursuit by cutting across busy avenues without regard for the speed or amount of oncoming traffic. |
And how many times have you got away? What is the ratio?
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i don't know but in my case i was fearing deportation-- when you have a good reason you can bolt like a fucking racehorse. the cops were not armed though-- undercover busting "ilegal immigrants-- i even asked one of them if he had a job, ha ha. oh the joy.
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Oh. Where do you hail from?
I had no idea... |
that happened in israel actually-- i was working without a permit and went to a "meat market" where construction workers go. it's like being a whore-- they check out your muscles, ha ha, and pick you up-- anyway these cops were duping people into believing they were hiring and i asked one if he had a job; he asked for my pasport (unusual) & i jumped back he lunged to grab me i ran like a motherfucker. ha ha. priceless moment.
the next day on the news there were like 250 people deported. phew!!! -- here im applying for a green card & have a work permit-- no more construction jobs, but the paperwork is a bitch. |
Sounds like a horrific experience.
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well yes it was scary after the fact; because an old man (not the cops) chased me down the beach screaming "passport! passport" & i was running on the sand-- i finally hid among some backpackers (the kind that sleep on the beach), changed my clothes (i had clean clothes on my pack for after the work) and lost myself in the crowd. when i got home i was fucking paranoid! but i swear, the story has paid off in multiple laughs-- outrunning the cops is a fucking great feeling.
agh, i gotta go now, so i can't continue this funny exchange, but yes man, adventure is not always what's cracked up to be-- fucking scary shit. but then, the laughs, etc. so i have to leave but this poem summarizes it pretty much all, ha ha-- http://www.math.uiuc.edu/~dzaharo2/curiosity.html |
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I want to suck it too, please. |
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