How many times in a day do you say (or think), “What in
the fuck is wrong with people?” There
are the people you work with or people in your family or the idiots that don’t
know how to drive. But then there is that other breed of people who kill people
they don’t even know, or have any connection with whatsoever, with a hammer
after raping them. Or people who lie and say they’re pregnant with nine babies.
Cause that’s a really fucking cool lie. Imagine, if you will with me for a
minute, the thought processes of said individuals:
A.
“Gosh, I’m so tired today. I really should’ve
gone to bed earlier and maybe not had that Mt. Dew before bed. I’m just so
sleepy! I have to do something to stay awake. Hey, is that a hammer? I could
finish that bench I promised Mom I’d fix for her. Where is that Playboy
magazine? I know I put it on the bench. Oh, well. I think I’ll take this hammer
for a walk. Hey, there’s a lady and her kid. Rape. Kill. Run.”
B.
“Look how adorable my kids are! I can’t believe
how they’ve grown to be such good teenagers. And then there’s little Jesus who’s
only four years old and will start school next year. I’m so proud. I wish I had
more kids but I can’t because my tubes have been tied already. Bummer. IDEA! I’ll
tell the world that I’ve already had triplets and that I’m going through
fertility treatments to have more little ones. THEN I’ll tell them I’m pregnant
with nine babies! Oh this is so good it will make the news everywhere and I’ll
be famous!! Fuck you octomom! But what happens when the babies are due? Oh
well, I’ll just tell everyone I had a miscarriage or something. Will cross that
bridge when I get to it.”
Disturbing, no? People are dick bags and I’ll never
understand their stupidity or thought processes. Just because you had a bad
childhood, doesn’t mean you can freely kill whoever is in your path. Grow up.
Stop blaming shit on your parents.
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