Here's the deal. I'm at school, I reak of alcohol, and all of a sudden, every person I've met in my classes (and a few that I didn't meet until today) want to talk to me... I smell like the urinal in a Calcutta cathouse, I'm not feeling all that sociable, and I could care less about trivial shit like other's personal lives at the moment. I hate people.
ive thought about this myself.. it's because when you look/smell like shit..they're no longer intimidated by you. they view themselves as 'better off' so to speak and therefore feel comfortable in talking to you.
Sorry... habit. Yeah, maybe you have a point there... But I still think there's a slight degree of intimidation when approaching someone that smells like vodka and last year's leftovers...
<BLOCKQUOTE><font size="1" face="Verdana, Arial">quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by i_dont_wank: your still at school... ohhhh... how young are you...? <HR></BLOCKQUOTE> I teach kindergarten.
<BLOCKQUOTE><font size="1" face="Verdana, Arial">quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by The Reverend Lomotil: But I still think there's a slight degree of intimidation when approaching someone that smells like vodka and last year's leftovers...<HR></BLOCKQUOTE> perhaps..but less than someone who looks perfect 24 hours a day. you know the type..like the girls who wake up at 4am to shower, blow dry their hair, then meticulously pamper themselves for a noon class. i hate those bitches. unfortunately they thrive at the conservative WASP college i attend.
<BLOCKQUOTE><font size="1" face="Verdana, Arial">quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by methinks: perhaps..but less than someone who looks perfect 24 hours a day. you know the type..like the girls who wake up at 4am to shower, blow dry their hair, then meticulously pamper themselves for a noon class. i hate those bitches. unfortunately they thrive at the conservative WASP college i attend.<HR></BLOCKQUOTE> They're not that intimidating... I mean, after all, once you smack them around a few times, pull thier hair, and punch them in the face, all that makeup comes off...
<BLOCKQUOTE><font size="1" face="Verdana, Arial">quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by i_dont_wank: REV... could you set me up on a date?<HR></BLOCKQUOTE> Money talks.
<BLOCKQUOTE><font size="1" face="Verdana, Arial">quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by The Reverend Lomotil: Here's the deal. I'm at school, I reak of alcohol, and all of a sudden, every person I've met in my classes (and a few that I didn't meet until today) want to talk to me... I hate people.<HR></BLOCKQUOTE> Next time VOMIT on them!!
<BLOCKQUOTE><font size="1" face="Verdana, Arial">quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by Nauseous: Next time VOMIT on them!!<HR></BLOCKQUOTE> That oughta teach the little bastards! And to think that I wasted it all on the toilet... (and on the side of the toilet, and on the floor, etc...)
<BLOCKQUOTE><font size="1" face="Verdana, Arial">quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by i_dont_wank: well name the price paedo pimp<HR></BLOCKQUOTE> The chubby kids go for about a quarter, little girls are $0.50, Ritalin junkie kids are $68 per hour, and we're having a special on siamese twins this week, two for a dollar, or 75 cents each.
