The bus was still a little time is empty. It was 17h, I left the basement in which I interviewed with vigor and respect for his person, an individual whom I suspected of being the ringleader of false-geeks. Yes, these abject beings who write in SMS and know nothing about computers other than "how to access a private server on World of Warcraft," but claim to be real geeks. In fact, says Kevin-Delanoix was a fool who could not write in French and played World of Warcraft. Damage.
I for me the misfortune to live in a world in which a studded bracelet and chain rhyme with Satan. Unfortunately, in winter, if I dress class (shirts), I can not sported T-shirts with logos in the summer. Even if you judge me a little further, I manage to live without that does not bother me with any stereotype.
Yet there are times when the freshly bloodied fists, I enter a public place (a bus here, which is a public place too small to be publicly acknowledged as such), some people at the meanness of spirit great turn up to remind me how good it is flattering to be evolved mentally. Five virgins
hysterical, covered up, but the face and ugly clothing style simply awful, he was so stinking of conformism and without any worth, sat not far from me, instead of four. Yes, sitting on four to five seats.
One her joining them by announcing she wanted to be there, it was easy to foresee that their goal is to feel strong by attacking someone. This should be someone close to them, so I was a perfect target for their daily training of pouffisisme. The competition was launched.
Spot the danger: this is the danger. Note that only, it is harmless.
However, the higher the IQ negative accumulates, the more we fall
in excess of stupidity.
Then they laughed at me in silence without speaking to me directly, I raised a Eyebrow disarray. This act, although all that was simpler, threw them in dialogue. New round.
"do it again! "What
asks:''Re-raise your eyebrow, I did not see'', and asked no formal address to a person perfectly unknown who has done nothing more than to sketch a movement of more mundane .
"Fuck you. "It took
be scathing and vulgar to respond to these lovely people. Indeed, a force in them is that anyone attempting to adequately express himself in good French is found immediately insulted in return. In the world of fools intellectuals are the idiots who entertain silly.
"What's your name? Xavier? Francis? "What
respond to that? Here's what I propose:
A: "Touche in your ass"
B: "Feel your finger"
C: Your real name
D: Explain why this would not answer
E : Testing the power of non-intelligence.
If you do not answer E, you're dead. It's quite simple test:
A or B:
"- Key to your butt. Feel your finger.
- Fuck your mother son of a bitch.
- Ah ok. "
C:
" - Thomas (for example)
- Ah you will not. Plus it's ugly. Like you.
- Ah ok. "
D" - Actually, I think it would serve no useful answer, since I have no desire to give you my name. It affects you in any way, I do not know you. Furthermore you are too stupid for me to stoop to try to establish any form of dialogue worthy of the name with you.
- Fuck your mother son of a bitch. Learn to speak French!
- Ah ok. "
See that the result is conclusive. In all cases, they feel strong, see you as their victim, and openly insult you with joy. The dialogue, if it rises above their IQ substantially similar to that of the oyster, will do nothing.
Now, test the response E:
"- Let Francis.
- Haha! We're too strong! "They yell in a standing ovation to their egos. No insult
bonus, and you see how they can be naive. Unable to realize that you played them. As they rejoice, you can continue to quietly go about your occupation. Of course, they will test anything that seems likely to cause frustration in your clothing, voice, movements, hair, beard, eyes, nose, pepper, anything goes. Why? What interest? Only they know.
Here, an individual called a "dirty blind man dressed in old " that does not leave
do. The rebellion, however, demand years of experience. Reserved to experts.
Why, yes, why some people have a spirit underdeveloped as they have no other means to persuade them to assert something to attack a person orally, in groups, to get the maximum? What is wrong in this most colorful skull as Disneyland, wearing the iron smoothed and filled with prejudice?
It was a long time that I had not had the joy of being treated for emotional gothic satanic sadomasochistic. Finally, of course, they did not remember the words that I just outlined, the first having found "satanistiquiste I know what it's called" the other "you know the guys there with chains and nails who like to hurt. "
It is also difficult to understand how this kind of person can well afford to insult people who are totally unknown for ten minutes without any remorse and while having an opinion of its quality of life. It can be a cynical person, character and unpleasant creaking. But we express ourselves when a person came to talk. It does not attack all guss who pass on the sidewalk, we would not otherwise made.
Here, no apparent reason, and no class. They insult someone, and most importantly, we refuse to answer the call. The answer unleashed enthusiasm. It is higher than that insult, how can this be less, dare rebiquer? In addition, there
the faults of taste hawkers (often it is the male of these pouffettes). Not content with inflicting torture our poor eyes, they indulge in addition to torture our ears until blood flows throughout our lobes. Their screams a piece of cellular Sexion Assault, and we suffer without power to act.
against these people, I demand that the flamethrower is legalized in order to get out without any effort (or lower its level of vocabulary or reduce its arguments). If this is not done, then I therefore declare the bus in France as a means of transport most dangerous (after bison in Somalia).
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