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Saturday, January 30, 2010 - 11:46 AM

let's talk about faeces.

have you ever met some people who are so full of shit that everytime you talk to them, you feel like a toilet bowl? like someone once told me: some people are so full of shit that they are oozing shit from every single pore. haha! don't mean to be bitchy really but I'm really amazed sometimes, you know. it takes talent to be so FOS! oh come on, admit it. no matter how angelic you are, I'm sure you've met people who make you wonder in absolute bemusement, "why in the world am I even talking to him/her? note to self, avoid all possible forms of contact in future." but no we're not always successful in avoiding being splattered with a pile of organic waste.

and it's even funny sometimes. to see them try so hard! try so hard to find an outlet. try so hard to find a toilet bowl. and you want to laugh. and it comes to the point when a mere mention of his/her name to a friend brings an immediate reaction of, "ok I don't have a good feeling about this. nothing good ever comes out of him/her." and then laughter.

you see? you don't even find the need to bitch about them. I mean, who ever finds the need to bitch about shit? yea, we love bitching. we bitch about the weather, we bitch about transport that is taking too long to come, we bitch about dirty toilets and people who don't clean up properly after themselves and don't flush. but we don't actually bitch about the shit itself right?

what's funnier about these people, is their desperate attempts to cover up. shape it all up and hopefully nobody sees their oozing pores. then they walk around, talk to people, confident that nobody knows, oblivious to the fact that they're making an ugly trail on the floor.

ok I've kind of gradually lost my train of thoughts. you see? even if you try to, you can't bitch about shit for long.

in case you're wondering whether I'm talking about you, here's this: if you're wondering, then yea you're probably one of them. so just let me bring to your attention that you can stop making your life difficult by trying to cover up with that failing attempt at "angelism". it's too painfully obvious so please cut yourself some slack and save your efforts.

thank you very much.


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