A matter of manners
Rif, Amigo, I got to tell you that in the days I was growing up, we EXPECTED to get the Carp kicked out of us by ANYONE we insulted, no matter what age, and if we were dumb enuf to complain when we got home, about getting our butts kicked by an adult, First Mom would lite in on us and then say "You just wait till your Father gets home".
GAME ON!
These little PisiAnts need to be shown the Way, the Truth and the Light! How did you like Turbo's blatant disreguard for authority in tearing up that car before it was repo'd? And, making movies of it, and bragging? His already low respect status with me, has plunged to the level of the Katsup-throwing NitWit of Arizona! Who by the way got moral support from his Father-in-law an admin here!
Sometimes I cannot bear to read (the poorly written, and ill-concieved) ramblings of what most certainly must be the dregs of society?
Some days, after an overdose on juvenile testosterone, I feel ready to give up on all of them, and let them just drown in thier own spit!
But then, I remember an Ancient Carpenter, and what he taught, and good people I've met in this strange journey that we call life, and in self defense, I will sometimes appeal to the Admin here to remove the vile moment from the sight of the rest of the world (after all, I have already seen it, no need to polute others).
I have already had pisisingmatches with a couple of these mental midgets, that I would not let clean my dogs feet, and I have determined that if it was popularity that I craved, I am certainly barking up the wrong tree, as the Rats that abide in that tree will most assuredly try toShiponmydreams!
As always,
Mike