Guns don’t kill people. It’s normally the bullets that do the trick.
This topic came up as a suggestion for a blog topic (by Word Press). I live in the United States of America so I love how we can…
1. Force our religion and culture into any area we invade.
2. Claim another culture/country/nation’s achievements as our own.
3. Spend a billion dollars (literally) on a high-tech fighter jet when we’re over $14 trillion dollars in debt.
4. Get away with not paying off the debt we’ve had since the Revolutionary War.
5. Cover Viagra with health insurance but not birth control. (Obama’s apparently working to fix this.)
Why can we do this? BECAUSE WE’RE THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA DAMMIT! We’re the greatest country that’s ever graced the Earth with its presence (even though we’re barely 250 years old. That’s centuries if not a few millennia younger than every other country on the planet.) Oh. we’re the best. Not.
Today’s word is one you’ve probably heard used but never really understood. The word is…
(n) A man who has an extensive knowledge of clothing brands and styles, latest trends, hair, and other normally feminine interests but is not a homosexual.
<“I want a boyfriend who’s metrosexual”>
(adj.) Having extensive knowledge or interest in clothing, shoes, hair, accessories, and other normally feminine interests if you’re a straight man.
<“You’re a little too metrosexual, man”>
Note: Being (a) metrosexual does NOT mean that a man in homosexual.
1. You don’t need that much talent. As long as you star in High-School Musical-like television show that has a “happy”(every bit of pun intended) title, it doesn’t matter if you never get a major motion picture role. You’ll still be making more than all of Rhode Island combined.
2. Don’t write a song about days of the week in this decade (especially not about Friday…). The Cure has already taught us about the week (mainly Friday). If you’re 14 and can’t sing, you especially should not write about, sing about, talk about, or have ANYTHING to do with Friday. (Rebecca, you should probably yank that video now)
3. Spelling your lyrics and saying your name in a song usually puts in somewhere in the Billboard Top 2o. Even though smarter people may hate you and think you’re artistically challenged, the rest of America will think you’re awesome
4. It’s completely o.k to keep adding onto a movie franchise even if there’s almost no way to incorporate a plot into it. As long as there’s robots, car explosions, Shia Lebeuf and his hot gf running around trying to save the world in SOME WAY…you’re good.
5. Seeing a talking dog interact with a homosexual, British, talking baby is COMPLETElY NORMAL. So is a woman being pregnant for 12 years…Thanks Family Guy
(I will continue to add onto this list and share with you the countless other lessons pop culture has enlightened me with)
If you have a Facebook, you know what I’m talking about. If you don’t, this a good reason not to have one.
Today was a long day. I dealt with screaming children at work and rude adults at my local Target. I’d finally gotten done everything that needed to be done, crawled into bed to unwind with my computer, went on Facebook and saw…
“1 friend request from (insert name here).”
I sat there for about a minute and a half, absorbing the information that was being displayed and couldn’t help but yell-
“ARE YOU KIDDING ME!!!????”
Now I don’t take a lot of time to hate people (it takes way too much energy) but this is a girl who has made an effort to annoy me from day one. She called me up last summer, even though I’d not yet met her, just to tell me I was a-not-very-nice-word and to give me tips to better myself so people would like me more.
Now I have made an effort since then to show that I don’t…well…appreciate her breathing the same air I do and I want nothing to do with her. The question is…
WHY REQUEST ME?
Is it a taunt? Or does she just not understand what kind of barrier ?
This does not only apply to Facebook. You know those kinds of people. Your co-workers, your fellow students, that woman/man that’s always taking your parking space. They make your lives just a little bit harder and then when they come face to face with you outside of that environment, it becomes “Hi! How are you? What’cha been up to?”
So what we have to worry about is what to do in such a situation. Do we ignore these people? Or do we simply tell them that they are out of their right minds?