a word about iMorons
there is a class of people in this world that, sadly, seems to have a more robust reproduction drive than other, more intelligent classes. this is the only thing i can think of that would explain their proliferation in spite of eagerly-invited and untimely death.
perhaps an explanation would be appreciated.
we have iced over roads here. we've had them all day. now, there are many, many folks around here who can't drive in the rain, and many more who don't know how [or when not] to drive in the ice. this is fine and understandable. these people, while pitiable, are not the iMorons to whom i refer.
no. i'm referring to my neighbors across the way, who piled into their plastic jeap [the kind with rain coat material for windows] this morning to go ice skating in the street.
yes.
in the street. the jeap skidded across the parking lot and into the side street, where it proceeded to slide around in doughnuts and swerve from curb to curb like an air hockey puck. the young iMorons inside the vehicle whooped and cheered, even as their plastic jeap set itself for a straight course into the main street.
oncoming cars saw these antics and came to a stop before coliding with the iMorons, and there was much honking of horns. the iMorons returned safely to the parking lot, still yelling in glee, and ran inside their apt to warm up after their thrilling adventure.
now really. intentionally causing your vehical to skid out of control, driving in such a way as to ensure that your vehicle ricochets off the curbs, and meandering out into a main thoroughfair to engage in similar antics to the endangerment of more responsible drivers? while i'm glad no one else got hurt, i sort of regret that the iMorons have taken nothing from this other than the idea that losing control of your vehicle on the ice is a fun and safe pastime. yikes.
on the whole, it really is amazing that people like this survive and reproduce. i'm all kinds of anti-eugenics, but people like this make me wonder whether a natural selection principle might not be a good thing.
love, peace, and the shaking of heads.
perhaps an explanation would be appreciated.
we have iced over roads here. we've had them all day. now, there are many, many folks around here who can't drive in the rain, and many more who don't know how [or when not] to drive in the ice. this is fine and understandable. these people, while pitiable, are not the iMorons to whom i refer.
no. i'm referring to my neighbors across the way, who piled into their plastic jeap [the kind with rain coat material for windows] this morning to go ice skating in the street.
yes.
in the street. the jeap skidded across the parking lot and into the side street, where it proceeded to slide around in doughnuts and swerve from curb to curb like an air hockey puck. the young iMorons inside the vehicle whooped and cheered, even as their plastic jeap set itself for a straight course into the main street.
oncoming cars saw these antics and came to a stop before coliding with the iMorons, and there was much honking of horns. the iMorons returned safely to the parking lot, still yelling in glee, and ran inside their apt to warm up after their thrilling adventure.
now really. intentionally causing your vehical to skid out of control, driving in such a way as to ensure that your vehicle ricochets off the curbs, and meandering out into a main thoroughfair to engage in similar antics to the endangerment of more responsible drivers? while i'm glad no one else got hurt, i sort of regret that the iMorons have taken nothing from this other than the idea that losing control of your vehicle on the ice is a fun and safe pastime. yikes.
on the whole, it really is amazing that people like this survive and reproduce. i'm all kinds of anti-eugenics, but people like this make me wonder whether a natural selection principle might not be a good thing.
love, peace, and the shaking of heads.
posted by Rehkmira @ 21:37
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