Post by Sasha on Aug 31, 2008 18:15:04 GMT -7
I know that some of these things I make you people laugh about are serious. I know OCD, ADD and all that shit are NOT funny, and I'm a dirtyhorribleawful person for making you laugh about them, right?
Jesus Christ, stop being such a tightwad.
If I say "you're retarded" I'm not insulting people who have an actual mental handicap, okay? It's not supposed to be f**king offensive. I don't care that you've seen mental disorders firsthand and it makes you cringe. f**k you. I don't mean it that way, okay? Get over it. Stop telling me the who-knows-what-now about everything I can make you laugh about.
So a siezure isn't funny. Well, f**k, you laughed hard when I faked one during that fire drill. And my grandmother had a siezure twice in her lifetime, but you don't see me getting pissy over it.
And don't completely reject me because Elizabeth has multiple disorders and I call her a 'spazztastic freak.' She's my character, she's not real. She isn't in any f**king pain. I wouldn't call a living person a spazztastic freak, you dip.
Don't scold me like I'm some sort of child, dude. I know what I'm talking about when I poke fun at something or joke about it; I've made the f**king Holocaust and Nazi reign funny, for Christ'sake, and that's f**ked up shit right there. I was haunted for the next year and a half after going to that Holocaust museum, seeing those f**king videos, knowing that could've been my great-greandfather or his kin I was watching.
It was sick.
But that comedy I made? It was funny.
So f**k, don't be a tightwad.
You need to be a little more comically mature, because we both know that even if I'm laughing at a brain tumour and you're laughing at a cartoon my terribleawfulperson humour is, by far, more mature than your own.
As well as that, you're a biased f**k who taught me every racist word on the rainbow.
Who's the awful person now, sonny?
Jesus Christ, stop being such a tightwad.
If I say "you're retarded" I'm not insulting people who have an actual mental handicap, okay? It's not supposed to be f**king offensive. I don't care that you've seen mental disorders firsthand and it makes you cringe. f**k you. I don't mean it that way, okay? Get over it. Stop telling me the who-knows-what-now about everything I can make you laugh about.
So a siezure isn't funny. Well, f**k, you laughed hard when I faked one during that fire drill. And my grandmother had a siezure twice in her lifetime, but you don't see me getting pissy over it.
And don't completely reject me because Elizabeth has multiple disorders and I call her a 'spazztastic freak.' She's my character, she's not real. She isn't in any f**king pain. I wouldn't call a living person a spazztastic freak, you dip.
Don't scold me like I'm some sort of child, dude. I know what I'm talking about when I poke fun at something or joke about it; I've made the f**king Holocaust and Nazi reign funny, for Christ'sake, and that's f**ked up shit right there. I was haunted for the next year and a half after going to that Holocaust museum, seeing those f**king videos, knowing that could've been my great-greandfather or his kin I was watching.
It was sick.
But that comedy I made? It was funny.
So f**k, don't be a tightwad.
You need to be a little more comically mature, because we both know that even if I'm laughing at a brain tumour and you're laughing at a cartoon my terribleawfulperson humour is, by far, more mature than your own.
As well as that, you're a biased f**k who taught me every racist word on the rainbow.
Who's the awful person now, sonny?