Saturday, April 10, 2010

Okocim makes me observant.

Please learn how to spell and use grammar. Should HAVE. Shouldn't HAVE. Your crew is terrible. You have awful tattoos. You have no personality and make me angry. Please graduate from any high school or decide to get your adult GED.

Tech school and culinary school are not options. Learn how to read and write and LIFE WILL BE ALRIGHT. Money does not dictate your ability to have fun, neither does alcohol. I love booze a whole bunch, but goddamn, just knock it off.

You don't drink more than anyone else. You don't smoke more weed than anyone else. You are uneducated and everyone can tell. Please, PLEASE. STOP.

I cannot stand the lack of education that is standard these days. I am young, I realize this. You can snag an education out of books from the library or anywhere. READ BOOKS. ASK QUESTIONS. BE OBJECTIONABLE.

I hope the next generation isn't such a useless mess. This generation is the gap generation. WE are all cocaine addicts who are overstimulated and half as educated. The 80's generation had all the coke and weed without the lack of education. This generation has entered a state of stagnant-cocksuckery. It needs to end.

Actually. It can't end. I would have nothing to bitch about. Fuck this generation. I intend to be a trendsetter and dance-improver. I HATE YOU. Especially if you fall into my age/tax bracket and don't have any worldly knowledge. I'm not talking about hipster knowledge either. I hate your tight pants, ironic glasses, or your Jack Kerouac novel. I even hate your love of records and your inability to type sentences while updating your Facebook status'.

I probably should just shoot myself with a time-bullet (that which I have just invented), so that I could end up back in the 1970's to let my parents and every one of your parents know, to NOT breed. Don't bother giving life to another child that will end up useless and somehow cynical, when NOTHING has affected their life other than finally being weened off of mama's tit. GET REAL.

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