When I was in SROTC we had to wear our uniform to classes one day a week. On one of these days, some hippie-commie-pinko lesbo was carrying a load of books as we were both walking towards the student union. I knew she'd have problems trying to open the door. I went in front of her and held the door open. She walked by and called me a Facist baby killer. I came up behind her, pushed her books out of her arms (spilling onto the floor). She started screaming at me. I turned and said, "Now you got something to really bitch about. Have a super hippie day!" Life lesson of the day: You can't have it both ways and expect people to love / agree with you.
sooo true...
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ReplyDeleteWhen I was in SROTC we had to wear our uniform to classes one day a week. On one of these days, some hippie-commie-pinko lesbo was carrying a load of books as we were both walking towards the student union. I knew she'd have problems trying to open the door. I went in front of her and held the door open. She walked by and called me a Facist baby killer. I came up behind her, pushed her books out of her arms (spilling onto the floor). She started screaming at me. I turned and said, "Now you got something to really bitch about. Have a super hippie day!" Life lesson of the day: You can't have it both ways and expect people to love / agree with you.
ReplyDeleteAgain, it is the world that they live in, a world detached from reality... ;)
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