I feel your eyes bearing down upon me. Now you’re really staring at me as I swiftly walk past you. They cut through me, yet I have grown immune to it all. I hear the remarks as I’m near & it’s just plain sinister. Shim, mahu, tranny, I’ve heard it all before, & it has gotten spoiled rotten years ago. Your xenophobic harassment hurts.
I suggest you try something that might blow your brains: keep it inside there, don’t let it out, don’t shout or spew derogatory hate speak in the vicinity of me. I can’t control your xenophobia but, I would also suggest a class (or classes) so you’ll become educated on human rights (well that’s far-fetched).
You simulate progressiveness, yet you are such an immature prick! What gives you the right to hassle a stranger in public? Nothing! I’ve dealt with this sort of public shaming my whole life, not only have people verbally abused me, but physically attacked me years ago in high school (& got away with it). I would like it to end now!
I am a biological woman (more logic than you actually harbor) & have androgynous features, I don’t wax because it’s my body, my choice, it doesn’t concern you at all. Regardless of that fact, there’s no format in which this behavior is acceptable or okay. What’s eating at your ability ( or lack therefore) to treat a person with respect? Come to terms with that before opening your mouth (to your dingy group of friends). High school ended years ago, step off!
My Deepest Insincere Regards to the “Adults”…
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How are you effectively any different from people who get their faces tattooed, and then cry about how employer will hire them? If you choose to express yourself, then reciprocity demands the same right for others. Maybe you’re intentionally, provocative? Now if you were to try and pass for normal, and still looked like a freak, then it would be cruel, unfair, and rude of people to taunt you. Now that would be a reason to just give up and go extreme. Have you considered joining Islam? Nobody ever says shit to anyone wearing a berka.
Damn, Chef Multnknowman, you really went off your rails there. Out of character for a post.
Victimization as vindication is what’s illusory, here. Nobody else had the guts to touch this one.
Yeah Yeah, ramble on. 😉
“Leaves are falling all around, It’s time I was on my way.
Thanks to you, I’m much obliged for such a pleasant stay.
But now it’s time for me to go. The autumn moon lights my way.
For now I smell the rain, and with it pain, and it’s headed my way.
Sometimes I grow so tired, but I know I’ve got one thing I got to do”
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c_ZC4ciGQIU
Reaching new lows. Google much?
Marjorie Skinner probably didn’t write this one, well there’s that.
I bought the first pressing of the vinyl record when it was first, originally released. This mix sounds like it’s been remastered. I prefer the original.
You couldn’t have bought “the first pressing”, Chef Multnknowman, even if you had bought -from the first pressing- I found it very hard to believe, most likely unrealistic, due that the release you must be talking about feasibly was very limited as all first pressings are.
So no. Nice try.
OF the first pressing, before they had to replace the first aluminum master disk, then. Odds are that the record I bought was not the first actual vinyl disc off the press, but you don’t know for certain that it wasn’t.
Peter Pan was the man!
We saw you twenty years ago, and you were beautiful then. We just want you to be healthy, OK?