I’ve decided to forgo this vain endeavor of a tirade. Complaining, whining and bitching about something will not solve anything nor grant me the power to change what I dislike. Basically, I was going to scream and shout about how I hate when girls won’t give the courtesy of responding to greetings, messages, or any kind of attempt at contact because they think they’re shit don’t stink and everybody wants in their pants so that gives them rights to be complete rude bitches. No, of course that’s never happened to me. And I’m not a sarcastic shmuck who wears his heart on his sleeve. Sarcasm, gotta love it. Bitches are not the description for all of you, just the ones I don’t like or those who don’t deserve a guy who won’t treat them like powdered crap. They can eat my napalm flaming poo for all I care. There. Tirade done. I’ve said similar remarks before and I still think they stand true, but I don’t need to preach or hope that somebody will see it and come to me in pity. Damn no! I’ll go to them and let them feast on my amazingness.