| Unliked people... |
[Jan. 1st, 2005|10:34 pm] |
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| | New Moon on Monday - Duran Duran | ] |
Have you ever noticed what happens when someone nobody likes shows up at a party? It's like when someone brings lutefisk to a potluck. Nobody wants to partake, but no one wants to ask them what the fuck they were thinking, either.
It really sucks, too. Nobody thinks that this "turd in the punchbowl" is actually going to show up. When they do, everyone has instant regret that they hadn't just turned off the lights and not answered the door, or for that matter, started throwing empty beer bottles at them.
It really makes you want to actually catch them doing that coke in the bathroom, or accidentally stab them several times in the neck with your cocktail toothpick... with salt on it... and some lemon juice... or battery acid.
Polite society really pisses me off sometimes. |
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