Alt Title: "You're A Stupid Bastard" I'm trying to entertain the idea that you and I can have a serious conversation, but it's just not happening. Your points are dull - supported by circular reasoning that's no more profound than Aerosmith lyrics. I refer to a hypothetical situation, and you respond by saying that because it would never happen, I can't use it to justify my opinions. Hmm, it's hypothetical - beginning with "if" not "when," so answer the damn question. I feel selfish for not understanding you, but stupidity and ignorance are eminating from every pore in your body - along with unbridled arrogance. These traits all seem to run hand in hand through fields, smiling and laughing together. Then they trip face first into a pile of horse shit. You ask what makes me so special and all-knowing that I find it acceptable to crush every part of your argument and degrade your every opinion. I sit in wonder, as this is the first valid point you've made all night. However, I know the answer. It's not that I'm special, it's that you're the dumbass providing me with the rope to hang you from. This discussion is over.

04/07/2003

Author's Note: I wrote this after one of the worst conversations I've ever had. Since I can't seem to categorize it, I'll file it under "Extreme Annoyance."

Posted on 04/07/2003
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