New World Order
This website is done in jest, poking fun at what happens to me and my friends, but I want to make it very clear that I do not find any humor in the 9-11 attack.
This guy plagued me worse than locusts. Trace (ahem, Reverend Trace) would come in and immediately preach about his latest controversial conspiracy theory: 9-11 torpedoes.
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He brought "facts, photographic evidence", he was currently writing an e-b00k as well as putting the finishing touches on a dvd all about how there were torpedoes attached to the bottom of the planes that crashed into the World Trade Center. Every ... time ... he ... came ... in...
Personal aside: I don't follow politics. In fact, you could say I was politically unaware 90% of the time. But I have my limits!
After months of this bombardment, I finally got the courage to tell him that (1) I don't follow conspiracy theories, and (2) that I didn't appreciate or think it appropriate for him to be thrusting his 'evidence' at me all the time.
Thankfully, he was taken aback and apologized.
...Of course, that only temporarily stopped him... |
I'm a smoker. I smoke Marlboros. Have since 1999, mostly in the car, never in the house. I chainsmoke, for God's sake.
So how come I can clean myself, keep myself clean, and smoke as much as I desire, yet not smell like a wet ashtray, like Mister Stinky? He really stinks -- like he bathed in butts. If I look closely, I could probably find one behind his ear, ash in his navel. I mean, COME ON!! You're not homeless! You have access to a shower and soap is cheap!
And it's not a matter of, "Oh, well you don't smell yourself right! Bet you stink just as bad" because I went nearly five years without anyone in my family (whom I live with) ever suspecting. They didn't even suspect the car!
Have a little respect, Mister, if not for me or the library then at least for yourself. |
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