So, I decided to get rid of the wrestling-move-as-the-title gimmick. I was getting annoyed at the sheer amount of times I managed to use Superkick and rationalise it in my mind with "Well, that was Roderick Strong's SUPER-RETARD-STRENGTH-KILLER-KICK, and that one was Shawn Michaels', and that one was his cousin's..." So yeah.
I had this whole big rant on disrespect and smoking and the dropouts that used to go to my school, but I forgot about it until three minutes ago and then the inspiration had daydreamed itself away to a beach in Barbados sipping non-alcoholic pina-coladas.
(Are pina coladas alcoholic normally?)
Anyways, it basicaly boiled down to
1) If you smoke, I shall lose 80% of the respect I had for you.
2) If you went to my school and dropped out, I shall lose 30% of the respect I had for you.
3) If you then didn't go to another school after dropping out and now hang around the train station, around the anti-abortion sign because God knows you have to support it else you would have been one, I shall look at you as lower than my dog's worms that he scratches his butt to get rid of.
And then I had some more points about wondering about my death, but that can wait. I suppose. Or else it'll prove my wonderings. Either way.
And did anyone notice my new icon? Doesn't convey what I thought it would, but meh. Maybe I just sucked at describing it in _iconplease.
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