Hey, it’s almost Valentine’s Day.
So, unless you are in a relationship, work for Hallmark, or are a Florist/Chocolateer/Jeweler, it’s probably about as happy an occasion as your Aunt Kate’s funeral.
Unless you hated Aunt Kate, in which case you were happy, and that metaphor makes no sense.
For the record, I love all people.
No, the Niceness Challenge wasn’t continued.
I still have plenty of unlove to go around.
But I just wanted to clarify that I truly hate NO ONE.
Sure, I make fun of lots of people (i.e. Mormons, Mexicans, Gays, Extremely Fat People, Retards, Atheists, Muslims, People Not As Cool As Me, People Not Named Ed, People Not Me, etc..), but that’s all just for laughs.
You might say picking on these groups is too easy.
Well, I’m lazy.
AND I like things that are easy.
That includes your Mom/Sister/Wife.
The reason I am telling you this is because someone commented that they thought I hated Jews, among others.
That is NOT the case.
I love Jews.
I even worship one. (I’m not talking about Jerry Seinfeld or Adam Sandler here.)
I have several bloggie buddy’s who are Jews. (Isn’t that what racists usually say? “I have SEVERAL black friends!” Which everybody knows means that they passed a black person on the street and said “Hi!” without running away.)
Seriously though, without Jews, there would have been no Schindler’s List for Liam Neeson to star in.
So let that be a lesson to you.
Just because they told us in school we shouldn’t make fun of people who are different than us, doesn’t mean we can’t.
They also said that the only reason people make fun of something/someone is because they don’t understand it/them.
Well, I say, the reason we do is because we DO understand it, or it’s TRUE, or maybe that shit is just FUNNY!