Spare Me Your Psychodrama.
You get together with friends. You decide to go to a club, have a couple of drinks, listen to some music.
You get to the club and one of your buddies decides to make an ass of himself. He's insults a woman, calls her a whore, and disses her boyfriend. The boyfriend takes a swing and nails your friend. You:
a) Go after the boyfriend.
b) Apologize to the boyfriend and get your idiot friend into rehab.
Call me a pussy, but I go with (b). And I say to my buddy, "Don't get me involved in your drama. Don't make me a pawn in your little games. If the other guy had started it, I'd back your play. But if you're going to be a stupid, fucking drunk looking for stupid fucking fights to make yourself feel important, leave me the fuck out of it."
Got that MoveOn.org?
Having said that, let me add to Mr. Bush: shut the fuck up you pathetic, dishonest hypocrite. You've done nothing but slime your opponents and attack the patriotism of your critics. You don't get to talk about what's disgusting. You're hiding behind the skirts of a good soldier. Shut up and serve out your time you contemptible, gutless, disgrace of a man.
You get to the club and one of your buddies decides to make an ass of himself. He's insults a woman, calls her a whore, and disses her boyfriend. The boyfriend takes a swing and nails your friend. You:
a) Go after the boyfriend.
b) Apologize to the boyfriend and get your idiot friend into rehab.
Call me a pussy, but I go with (b). And I say to my buddy, "Don't get me involved in your drama. Don't make me a pawn in your little games. If the other guy had started it, I'd back your play. But if you're going to be a stupid, fucking drunk looking for stupid fucking fights to make yourself feel important, leave me the fuck out of it."
Got that MoveOn.org?
Having said that, let me add to Mr. Bush: shut the fuck up you pathetic, dishonest hypocrite. You've done nothing but slime your opponents and attack the patriotism of your critics. You don't get to talk about what's disgusting. You're hiding behind the skirts of a good soldier. Shut up and serve out your time you contemptible, gutless, disgrace of a man.
This entry was posted by Michael Reynolds, on
Thursday, September 20, 2007.
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2:27 AM
I'm more of let boyfriend beat the snot out of friend, drag friend's sorry ass home, get friend onto sofa, and return the next day with steak, meat tenderizer, leeches or hangover cure and tell friend what a stupid jerk he was last night. If behavior continues arrange intervention.
But thats just me.
2:39 PM
You know why I don't comment much anymore? – Because I find myself in agreement with you practically all the time. And that doesn't make for a fun conversation. Here though, I'll just say, "Yep, right again, Mr. Reynolds."
Well,.. something… anything… - cigars suck! Ha!
3:50 PM
Clearly this is a challenge. I now have to come up with an opinion so stupid that you are forced to call me an idiot.