THE EXPLANATION OF MANLINESS

Rude thoughts among rude simple minded people usually turn me off, citing The matter I would surely like let you know about how many times and how often such thoughts piss me off, going out for shopping whenever I run out of food and stuff makes me feel weary and whacked so it does to you but you cant say no, its obvious, searching for the stuff in the mart and then arguing the obtuse simpleminded people in the queue makes me feel even pissed but after returning home and switching on the TV I feel a little relaxed but I still think of ridding of this drudgery. In the morning when I progress to the gym to work out a little, I face the same intricacy that ruins the entire day plan. Though I have an assiduous and omnipotent nature I still don’t feel like bragging and just speaking of myself only, something that only suits to hypocrites and counterfeit people. So it happened the other day when I was out to buy some stuff for my Audi where I met an old man in the queue, who dropped his coins and started picking them up off the floor, he was before me in the queue so I asked him to move out of the queue as I was willing to pay off the bill as it was tiring and I was not feeling that good than what I often feel, the old man started cussing at me like if I was raping him in public. This is how the conversation went.

Me: “Mister would you mind moving out

of the queue am in a bit hurry”.

Old man: no reply!

Me: “I asked you something”!

Old man: “would you mind shutting your

fucking jabber mouth . Faggot”!

Me: no answer.

Old man: “cunt.”

A typical answer from a typical old dolt. Pay no mind it’s a matter of almost everyday but I can’t continue living with it. None of them feels reprehensive but at the same time can tear your dignity apart in public and you can’t do anything but to listen to their well dignified language at least that’s what they feel. This superfluous respect that I receive makes me feel so obliged that I sometimes feel like keeping a knife with me every time I plan on going out. I have friends not so many but still can share the feelings but I never had a chance watch them treat people the way I get treated it’s quite obscure no matter what the reason will be, the disrespect is always there and you’re pissed off the bridge.

There are so less people to appease me and so many people to screw me. The sheer level of gratification they feel while humiliating a proud citizen like me is gay on so many levels that there are hardly any possibilities for them to redeem a better a life enriched with respect and pride. I feel secure whenever am in my impervious home where none of these douche can show up and the place where I take the lead.
You must have noticed the road rage and stuff, people cussing at you as if you are the only one on the road and an obstacle of a life time, like some sort of an evil force and they are almost ready to shoot you in the crack and you try almost everything to get out of the way but the tow truck in front screws up the effort and if you honk a time or two the driver in front might look at you like you are a fucking fugitive who broke out of jail. Few months ago in a news paper I read that a man got shot in the head for not digressing the other way, all on account of road rage.

You can’t get rid of perverts but can get rid of their company, ever heard sayings like “perverts love company”, I have and such useless ubiquitous creatures can be found almost everywhere and the only thing that they look for is “someone” that falls in their ambush and they keep up their job of raking money off that ill-fated “someone”, don’t look at me am not that someone, In the past few years of my life I inferred that only schmucks looking for grave perils get entrapped no shit, Sherlock.

So are the rednecks no matter how many problems are there but they won’t stop screwing their goats, ever went to the national summer redneck games where thousands of fat, short, midget ass people gather around to fuck each other in the sludge and show their extra efforts to the world by riding their redneck limos, it’s pretty much counter parting the lameass International Bed race yearly held in Preston, Idaho, giving a fabulous explanation that how gay a state full of limp dicks can go, So are the women, lets place the weak girls aside, the most excellent thing that could ever happen to Idaho was the napoleon dynamite and they are still thriving over that, SCREW THAT.