Wednesday, June 15, 2011

Fake Outrage.

I hate people that pretend to care about things. You see, actually caring about things is good. You care that you're wife won't blow you anymore, you care that your car sucks, and you care that your wife won't blow you in your shitty car. See where I'm going here?

There's a problem with people today; too much money and too much time on their hands. Well, where I live anyway. The phrase "helicopter mom" doesn't do it justice. The amount of fake outrage these fake-titted pussy lip bitches put out there is nauseating. Fake outrage over what's on tv, what someone said at their book club, etc. The fact of the matter as that none of that shit that they get so worked up over actually upsets them or really matters.

Be upset that your kid has no discernible talent or ambition in life. Be upset that you settled. There is plenty of shit to worry about that you actually have control over. The best part of all of those terrible things is that you won't have to fake it. Well, that and I won't have to hear you whine about it.