Tonight, me and my mom made a smoothie.
It had bananas.
It had mangoes.
It had apples.
It had <3.
Went for a whole hour without swears, insults or things thrown at each other (mostly it’s one sided throwing, her side).
That is why this is categorized as an “rare” post, get it? :P
Starbucks is one of the best establishments ever, they make great coffee and bring people together.
One of my moments there is when I was forced to enter an annex of Starbucks where smoking was allowed. While getting to our seats I kinda pissed everyone off when I ranted on cancer; how everyone is surely going to get it by staying in the room. It got people looking so I stepped outside the glass room and while adjacent to where my friends were sitting, I was pretending to die of smoke choke and tubercolosis.
Yes, this is not a post about Starbucks, it’s for you damn smokers.
Why? Why do you smoke? I’ve asked several people about that and none of those retards can tell me anything concrete. In fact, as I’ve also noticed, most smokers are dumbasses, there are geniuses in the group, but they do it socially.
So, I think we’ve established something here.
Smokers are dumbasses.
“I smoke because it calms me down.”, WRONG, calm is a state of the mind, whatever smoking does is just a placebo for it. Get raped and still be calm for all I care.
“Smoking is social.”, WRONG, dumbasses magnet other dumbasses.
“Eh, I just can’t stop.”, WRONG, put the cig down and you have won.
“Why are you so affected?”, THIS HAS TO BE THE PEAK OF IRRATIONALITY OF THOSE RETARDS. Whenever you smoke, a baby is sacrificed to pengiuns.
“I smoke because it makes me cool.”, indeed, a valid reason. Smoking is kool, ladies and gentlemen. It really is.
On a truth basis, only one reason has passed and it’s the last one. Records show that most smokers are kewl, they also mention about inclination to drugs and a 75% increase in death rate.
Happy hunting, cancer.
Oh yeah, if you’re my friend and you smoke, please disregard everything above, YOU’RE STILL STUPID, but you’re my friend, and you’re stupid. To reassure you that you are, by the time you’re suffering from TB or whatever that is killing you, nanobots will have been invented by then.
Maybe I contradicted myself when I said I didn’t wanna get controversial, but I also mentioned that I wanted to apply my character in writing, and this could be it.
Don’t you wish you could relive the film?
Set off into a strange land, feel the lonesome ache of fitting in.. then you meet someone who changes all that, who is looking to be found as well.
That’s one big adventure for ya’.
While playing World of Warcraft, killing a dragon, a question popped out of my head. What have you done that is worth remembering? Like that moment before you die and your whole life is played in full speed, but all the good parts are like bright and in stars.
I cannot properly answer the question because I have N-O-T-H-I-N-G and it sucks so much.
This is not your ordinary .. “Oh I got this award on our ceremony night..”, they’re lame and you should be shot for being proud of crap like that. I’m talking about the big stuff you get from an actual life adventure (doesn’t have to be literal). Look at that damned hobbit, throwing a ring into some volcano and wow, HE GOT THREE MOVIES OUT OF IT.
Shamelessly said, MY LIFE IS BORING. Where is adventure when you need it? When do I get to save a life? When do I get my name on a permanent record like a book?
I’ve always wanted to be a terrorist.
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