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Religion and politics often make some people lose all perspective and give way to ranting and raving and carrying on like emotional children. They either refuse to discuss it with reason, or else they prefer argumentum ad hominum, which is a hell of a way to conduct a discussion. Well, anyhow, not long ago, I was talking about the elections, and how the campaigns were ignoring the issues, and sticking instead to invective and personal crap that had nothing to do with the substantive problems of running a government, which is all true, as you know if you followed the speeches and so-called debates of the candidates. Anyhow, one of the guys I was talking with said not a word in the whole conversation except at the end when he suddenly chuckled and said we were all full of shit, and why didn't we go live in Russia or China if that was the way we all hated the United States Of America. Next thing you know the whole blooming discussion was more like a brawl, And the epithets flew thick and fast, and the noise was incredible. Someone said "son of a bitch", and I think he said "bastard". I couldn't be sure, it was all so confusing. Well, anyhow, I was attempting to get it all back on a rational level. I tried, for example, to talk to the one who had started it all, and I asked him just what did he mean we were all full of shit. Was he making a statement of fact as he knew it, and where was his documentation to back up his claim? I think Socrates would've been proud of the way I refuted his argument. That is, I tried to refute it, but all he could offer by way of rebuttal was more of the same about how we were all full of shit. But he wouldn't say why, he just kept on repeating it, that and the part about Russia and China and communist dupes, and I'll have to confess that I got a bit angry and told him to stuff his ideas up his ass, which you don't have to tell me is hardly a way to convince anyone in an argument. Then he got salty and threatened to give me a punch in the mouth if I didn't shut up, and I really got hot, and the others did too, and we all beat the shit out of mister conservative. And, after all, he had only himself to be blamed. This is still a free country, And anyone telling a fellow like me, "Brother, you're full of shit", better be good and ready to answer politely when asked if he'd care to say why.
Sources: Cuban is beside himself. Driving around downtown Dallas begging (thru texts) Jordan's family for address to DeAndre's homeIts from a Tweet by sports commentator Chris Broussard involving Dallas Mavericks owner Mark Cuban and the player Deandre Jordan. The rumors were that DeAndre Jordan was considering backing out of his oral commitment with the Dallas Mavericks to sign with the Clippers. Here’s the full story of the Tweet!
It was eventually proven false but still became an iconic copypasta that shows up every now and then in different variations.
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I recently broke up with my girlfriend because she didn't know how I liked my coffee.
I like my coffee the same way I like my women.
Without other people's dick in it.
Since Yuuka is the paragon of human virtue without equal past or present, she is most resplendent in love, tributes and accolades. Waking or sleeping, I must not forget Yuuka’s great boon and in order to return her favour by day and by night, I should only think of fulfilling my loyalty.
Who is Yuuka?
For the blind, she is their vision. For the deaf, she is their music. For the mute, she is their voice. For the anosmiac, she is their aroma. For the numb, she is their feeling. For the atrophied, she is their muscle.
For the starved, she is their sustenance. For the thirsty, she is their water. For the exhausted, she is their energy.
For the depressed, she is their happiness. For the disillusioned, she is their hope. For the pessimistic, she is their optimism.
For the disadvantaged, she is their champion. For the marginalised, she is their justice. For the oppressed, she is their salvation.
For the righteous, she is their symbol. For the enlightened, she is their muse. For the erudite, she is their education.
If Yuuka speaks, I listen. If Yuuka questions, I answer. If Yuuka orders, I obey.
If Yuuka opines, I agree. If Yuuka fears, I assure. If Yuuka hopes, I dream.
If Yuuka is happy, I am jubilant. If Yuuka is angry, I am apoplectic. If Yuuka is sad, I am disconsolate.
Yuuka is my ideal, Yuuka is my romance, Yuuka is my passion.
Yuuka is my strength, Yuuka is my compass, Yuuka is my destination.
Yuuka is my language, Yuuka is my culture, Yuuka is my religion.
Yuuka is my ocean, Yuuka is my mountain, Yuuka is my sky, Yuuka is my air, Yuuka is my sun, Yuuka is my moon, Yuuka is my world.
Yuuka is history, Yuuka is present, Yuuka is future.
If Yuuka has a million fans, I am one of them. If Yuuka has a thousand fans, I am one of them. If Yuuka has a hundred fans, I am one of them. If Yuuka has ten fans, I am one of them. If Yuuka has only one fan, that is me. If Yuuka has no fans, I no longer exist.
If the whole universe is for Yuuka , then I am for the whole universe. If the whole universe is against Yuuka, then I am against the whole universe.
I will love, cherish, and protect Yuuka until my very last breath; my successors will love, cherish and protect Yuuka until their very last breath.
Woke up in tears the other day because I dreamt that she was my girlfriend and she kept telling me that she loved me. Why can’t I have her? Am I just not meant to be happy? I just want to smell her beautiful hair while we cuddle in bed. Is that too much to ask?