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Dropped off a movie rental tonight and some dude walks by me and asks;
"Hi!! How are you today?"
"good" I said
I took a few steps and looked back at him walking away and wondered if I was going to get jumped or something...then I thought;
"What’s up with that guy!?"
Are we all getting too cynical and cold that a simple 'Hello' from someone is a terrible thing?
Am I taking crazy pills or are we just so polluted with suspicions and questions like 'whats his angle?' that we have forgotten to be kind with one another?
All I want to do is drink beers, eat steak and smoke cigars at the end of the day. Everyone gets so wrapped up in paranoid delusions of conspiracies. And apparently it’s contagious.
It totally freaked me out when I moved to the Soo, and people said, "good morning!" to me when I walked to school on my first day.
It was wierd at first, but now I'm used to it.
When I was back down south at Christmas, I said good morning to a guy shovelling his driveway in my old 'hood. I think he thought I was going to mug him.
This is great, I'm from the east coast so I'm used to the hello's and goodmornin's. I find it depressing that here in Ontario that's considered harrasment.
At one job, I lived in a small town and everyone said hi.
Moved to the big smoke, can't even look at people without scaring them.
Now in a medium town/city and a quick nod as you pass usually works.
It appears to be a ratio of how fast people walk to reception to greetings.
Or maybe how expensive their clothes are.
Just remembered, I briefly lived on a reserve and on my first day, after only 2 hours, I got my first death threat. Fortunately he was too drunk to remember, things improved after that.
cpt sweet'njuicy wrote:....fuk, you own nothing....when did you own me? I am drawing upon my incredibly sharp selective memory and it says im still the king.....you may be funny with your lil pictures but i dont think you want a piece of my action. People wont type to me cause they know ill leap down their throat and tie their nuts to their tonsils and play music on them...fuk...you know better than that .....stick to your alcoholism and dangerous flying, leave the owning to people designed for it
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wow.
Who told you I was going to let you off of my leash? Heal boy...heal.
Johnny wrote:
Okay Mr. Smartass, it's "heel, boy...heel"
Unless you actually want him to HEAL something
It's a double meaning...I got a 2nd place ribbon for you for effort.
Johnny wrote:
maybe a broken heart from realizing you don't own anything except a deluded perspective on life?
Did I hit a nerve? I'd be more worried about your broken heart if things progress the way I expect them to. There's someone in your back yard. You're barking in the front yard...
I am Birddog wrote:Did I hit a nerve? I'd be more worried about your broken heart if things progress the way I expect them to. There's someone in your back yard. You're barking in the front yard...
sleep tight
I'm tempted to go napalm Northwestern ontario just so I don't have to read anymore of your tripe for the rest of the summer.
I've got a bucket of pennies that should keep capnjooC busy for days.
I am Birddog wrote:Did I hit a nerve? I'd be more worried about your broken heart if things progress the way I expect them to. There's someone in your back yard. You're barking in the front yard...
sleep tight
I'm tempted to go napalm Northwestern ontario just so I don't have to read anymore of your tripe for the rest of the summer.
tripe ( P ) Pronunciation Key (trp) n.
The rubbery lining of the stomach of cattle or other ruminants,
used as food.
I like tripe with mashed 'taters'.
Taters & tripe like how mom used to make.
Trust me, I appreciate the effort!! They all can't be winners anyway.
