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Friday, March 26, 2010

The Wee Powermad

   Just came back from massively annoying trip to the Rental Board to try and axe an 'Order of Possession' filed on us by the stupid little bureaucratic building manager and his new mouth-breather, low brow hillbilly assistant (sorry, not meaning to trash on the REAL hillbillies, they'll understand).  On my exciting SkyTrain trip home, I started to wonder (again), what type of ineffectual, powerless, below average brain-dead plug of distended rectum filth would willingly want to put themselves in a position where regular folk will hate them even more than they already do?  They answer, for the moment, escapes me, as I am currently astride a mile high tower composed of an odd mixture of rage, euphoria, gleeful childlike bliss, and a thirst for vengeance the likes of which has not been witnessed outside the Deepest Pits of Hell. Oh, there's a candy bar in there too, but I think I'll save it for later.  So, what I need from ANYONE reading this (you know who you are) are theories, ideas, creation myths etc, regarding the origins and motivations of all those tiny, powerless cretins who take secondary and even tertiary positions that allow them to feel bigger, better and somehow more important than the rest of us.  Tough assignment - you CAN DO IT!!!!

Adios for now,
Be Safe.

1 comment:

  1. I can only blame their lack of intelligence, I've yet to meet a puffed up piece of shit with a tiny sliver of power achieve higher than high school, nor have the ability to carry on a conversation without lying about their importance or amazing deeds. Often unremarkable in appearance, talent, personality, and sexual prowess. Unable to form friendships beyond their family circle they throw themselves into their job where they believe they are respected and feared by all. They are pathetic, petty, and a waste of space.

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