Being in a situation when no one listens to a thing you say is an unenviable space to occupy.
Sometimes, when someone asks me a stupid question, I'll move my lips like I'm saying something, but I'll just growl softly. Sometimes, I get away with pulling a Patrick Star on 'em, sustaining one long monotone vowel... This is my contribution to the End Times.
It's become a game to me now.
I'll leave words out of sentences, creating cryptic and mysterious dangling participles. It's really rather amusing when motherfuckers catch on to this. I've illicited belligerence from people you'd think would never notice: old ass hillbillies with 6th grade educations and teenage slackers with ADD both breakdown in befuddlement with comparable efforts at executing false aplomb and indignation.
Is this dickhead behavior on my part? Maybe; Maybe not.
No one brings any style to lack of communication anymore. As much as I admire insects, let's not act like 'em (they say more with body language and scent than we do with words). If we're going to shine each other on we should put some thought into it. Oh, and quit using slang like "snarky". Fuck "snarky". You're not in junior high; you can do better than that, people. For fuck's sake.
If we're going to embarass ourselves, let's make a party of it.
The decline of western civilization begins at home. We must bring rudeness out of the crude frontier it's been floating in for too long and reinvent it as cutting edge. It helps to have cohorts in this pursuit; cohorts are like ruffage for your self-styled cultural movement.
I'm not sayin' you should be my cohort, I'm just sayin'.
Sometimes, when someone asks me a stupid question, I'll move my lips like I'm saying something, but I'll just growl softly. Sometimes, I get away with pulling a Patrick Star on 'em, sustaining one long monotone vowel... This is my contribution to the End Times.
It's become a game to me now.
I'll leave words out of sentences, creating cryptic and mysterious dangling participles. It's really rather amusing when motherfuckers catch on to this. I've illicited belligerence from people you'd think would never notice: old ass hillbillies with 6th grade educations and teenage slackers with ADD both breakdown in befuddlement with comparable efforts at executing false aplomb and indignation.
Is this dickhead behavior on my part? Maybe; Maybe not.
No one brings any style to lack of communication anymore. As much as I admire insects, let's not act like 'em (they say more with body language and scent than we do with words). If we're going to shine each other on we should put some thought into it. Oh, and quit using slang like "snarky". Fuck "snarky". You're not in junior high; you can do better than that, people. For fuck's sake.
If we're going to embarass ourselves, let's make a party of it.
The decline of western civilization begins at home. We must bring rudeness out of the crude frontier it's been floating in for too long and reinvent it as cutting edge. It helps to have cohorts in this pursuit; cohorts are like ruffage for your self-styled cultural movement.
I'm not sayin' you should be my cohort, I'm just sayin'.
I love it.