34. When you start calling people out in public for their imagined slights, "Do you read The Daily Mail because you can't read a real paper, or did your reading comprehension drop after you started reading it?" and then provoking everyone else riding the same bus to ridicule them too, even those who have their own copy of The Daily Mail tucked under their arm. And then you get off at your stop, smug in the "knowledge" that you're superior to everyone on the bus, and that they should thank you for making that "clear" to everyone on the bus.
Originally posted by SuzianneNaw, never happens.
34. When you start calling people out in public for their imagined slights, "Do you read The Daily Mail because you can't read a real paper, or did your reading comprehension drop after you started reading it?" and then provoking everyone else riding the same bus to ridicule them too, even those who have their own copy of The Daily Mail tucked under ...[text shortened]... ryone on the bus, and that they should thank you for making that "clear" to everyone on the bus.
Originally posted by FMFWhy not have two children, called Moon Bus and Moon Unit? The former could give the latter piggyback rides.
29... When your list of possible names for your newborn baby includes vandervelde, Kewpie, rookie54, Ponderable, NoEarthlyReason and hundreds of others.
when that spark of inspiration,
the mind fart that makes you laugh,
hits...
you race to the keyboard,
hoping the dang computer didn't fall asleep again,
open a window to the pawn and,
realize that the dementia is progressive thing...
but these are yer people, yer tribe, and they must know what yer thinking...
whether or not you remember what it was that made you snort tea...
so you type garbage, and hope they forgive you...