tadzi

so there are these little prick bastard ROTC fucks staying at my place of work through sunday. i fucking hate teenagers. moreover, if these guys are the future of our military, then the terrorists have already won.

but getting to the point, three of these little shits came over last night and were hungry. i told them there was no place open, that we didnt have any food and that nobody really delivers on base. the only way they were getting food was to leave base and get it somewhere else. then they tried to con me into leaving the desk and driving them to get food. as if.

when i told them i couldnt (which is the nicer way of saying i dont give a shit) one of them accused me of, "having no balls."

now....anyone who knows me can tell you that my testicular fortitude is not up for questioning.

i asked him, "have you ever jumped out of a plane?"

"no."

"have you ever worn a thong as a halloween costume?"

"no."

"have you ever told a cop she should kill herself?"

"no."

"how many stories do you have that involve you provoking someone pointing a gun at you?"

"what?"

"it doesnt matter. i have two."

occasionally, i think to myself that this is the proof that im getting old, because i hate teenagers. then i remembered that i hated teenagers when I was a teenager. so apparently ive been old for a while already.