Serving In Silence

Ah, what vivid conversations erupt under the effects of beer(the 'influence of alcohol' phrase is over used). After being in one such event last night, I realized that the people who are in my shit-list (it's a short one) have one characteristic in common: They think they're better than me and they try to bring me down when it's totally apparent that I can crush them under my heel in a heartbeat. Why don't I, you ask?

Because I'm a really nice peace-loving Christian. And just imagining giving these people a Batista-spinebuster is a good enough reward. Oh, and once they realize the inevitability of the obvious, it's hard to keep a straight face when they kiss ass/look blankly in space/try a last pathetic stand of defiance.

This is definitely in relation to what disturbed me during my last post. But thank God, I believe that you don't fight fire with fire, you stay cool and let the fire burn itself out. Trust me, it's better that attempting a wrestling move. That's like proof that what the Bible teaches is practical, especially when most of the people you hang out with are obnoxious, ignorant and prejudicial.

On a lighter note, here's somebody to make fun of:

LINGERING THOUGHT FOR TODAY: Iron Chef is just fucking hilarious and educational at the same time. And that Rosanjin Scholar guy! So annoying even HE's fucking hilarious!