[b][color=#FF00FF]Fit Shit[/color][/b] wrote:Bad Religion: All I was stating in that scenario was that it was absolutely ridiculous that a feeble, disabled, weak, old man would threaten to use his cane to break the jaw of a young man who's in good shape. So, I responded that I'm too strong and too fast for him to do anything to me, and that he'd regret trying anything.
I also thought it was funny that HE was the one threatening violence, and the he points out that one of the reasons why sports are bad is because they promote violence.
Hypocrite, much? I'd say so.
No, I feel perfectly justified in wanting to smack you across the jaw with a cane and knocking out your teeth.
I was subjected to physical violence during my life, as I had mentioned in so many previous posts in these topics.
So, excuse me if I feel justified in wanting to strike back.
And I do swing a pretty mean cane!
[b][color=#FF00FF]Fit Shit[/color][/b] wrote:Also, I would like a thank you from you, as a tax paying citizen, for the money you are receiving from the government so you can sit on your ass and complain on the internet. And thank every other working US citizen while you're at it. Also, thank SPORTS for the tax revenue they bring in. Yup! SPORTS ARE HELPING PAY FOR YOUR BENEFITS, FATTY. How does that make you feel?
I only get a lousy $650 dollars per month disability pension.
My parents helped me to apply for disability when I was about to turn 18.
As I have mentioned before, in some other topics, when I was 17 years old, I had an emotional and mental break down, and spent three weeks in the state mental hospital, were patients were often beaten by the ward attendants.
Yeah! Those places are often worse than prisons!
That was where I was beaten and raped by an older man.
When I came home, I came out worse than I was before going in. Emotionally I was a wreck, and I became more withdrawn. I stayed in my room most of the time, and didn't feel like going out.
I was in no condition to go out looking for a job, so, may parents helped me to apply for an SSI disability pension.
Actually, you sports fans should be very happy that I'm only getting a lousy $650 dollars per month.
I mean, like, really!!!!
Just think . . . . . if I had been able to successfully finish a college degree in Astronomy or Physics, and have either gone on to become a college professor teaching either Physic or Astronomy, I would now be making somewhere between $80,000 to $100,000 dollars per year.
That's what I would have to be paid now, instead of a lousy $650 dollars per month.
Of course, a professional football player makes millions of dollars every year just for chasing a ball, but I would have been perfectly happy making only $80,000 to $100,000 dollars per year, doing what I would have loved doing most, teaching science courses in a university.
Yeah, $80,000 to $100,000 dollars per year is nothing compared to what a football player makes, but it's certainly better than the lousy little $650 dollars per month in chump change that I'm getting now.
So, by being bullied around, until having a mental breakdown, and then getting beaten and raped, society actually saves a lot of money by giving me my little bit chump change each month.
That $80,000 to $100,000 dollars that I might have been making now, well . . . that goes to buying a brand new Hummer to be given away free to some professional football player.
So, just think! By getting beaten and raped, I have actually contributed more to society. So, the money that I would have otherwise have been making, well . . . over the years that I have been living on a small disability pension, I have actually bought at least 20 to 30 hummers to be given away free to professional rapists!
Now, isn't that nice!
So, you should be thanking me!
Come on! I want an acknowledgement of thanks for having been used and a human punching bag, and a human tackling dummy for the jocks to practice on.
I actually worked very hard, because being a human punching bag, and a human tackling dummy is the hardest work there is.
And it not voluntary, and you don't get paid for it!
So, come on and give me an acknowledgement of thanks!
Instead of calling me a worthless fat fuck, you should be licking my boots and thanking me.
And you may also . . . . .
KISS MY FAT ASS!