Shameful, Shameful Vandalism
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It's not really karma unless you did something to them first. From my prospective, it's irony.Blimey said:
But anyway, no rage from me. Just laughter at the bizarre vandalism.
Vandalism is commonplace in my neighborhood. Usually it's just small stuff like stealing lawn flamingos or throwing golf balls at the playground, but there was this one time where a few High School Freshman snuck into the local pool, threw a bunch of chairs in, and broke the lock on the back gate allowing them to leave. Later, I found out those same guys had gone out to the neighborhood dock, unbolted the bench that was out there, and threw it into the lake. Now we need to sign into the pool in order for us to go out there. I used to bring my friends down there to go fishing, but now I have to pay to get them in! If that wasn't enough,they've broken stop signs, one of them owns a machete, they set fire in the forest which is a nature preserve, they've destroyed street lights, and now I can't even go outside without getting death glares from my own neighbors. My mom wants to know why I don't go outside much? Maybe it's because people my age are going to get me run out of town with pitchforks and torches.
For some reason, this reminds me of that Pranksters skit on SNL with Christopher Walken...Aylaine said:
I just think furries go along with that painfully irritating sub-culture of teen girls I saw too much of in my high-school. All these stupid girls wearing cat-ears and tails, dressing in goddamned fake fur. It was just too much for me. Plus, seeing a woodland animal with tits just...it ain't natural.
But its not like I walk around going "Rah rah I hate furries bluurrgghh". I very rarely say anything. It turned out the person who glued them to my windows is just some dick I work with. He got caught last month trying to put salt in the coffee at work. I'm assuming he thinks these are amusing pranks.
But its not like I walk around going "Rah rah I hate furries bluurrgghh". I very rarely say anything. It turned out the person who glued them to my windows is just some dick I work with. He got caught last month trying to put salt in the coffee at work. I'm assuming he thinks these are amusing pranks.
In college, someone put sour cream on my window. The oil would not come off in the car wash (I held my head out the window to get to the car wash). I went to class, and by the time I got back someone cleaned it off for me using a degreasing agent. I love Christian college.