IF I WERE A TEACHER...



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HOW TO SPOT A JACKASS: EXHBHIT A:

The other night I was sitting in a corner table in an Italian restaurant waiting for my Tortellini of Modena alone while reminiscing about the day's earlier events like time-travelling back to 1998 A.D. and destroying every shred of Aaron Carter's existence from this planet , when a couple entered and took a table near me. Through the course of the meal it was apparent that the couple had employed a dating service and were on a blind date. And then and there it set off my bullshit alarm! The jackass with the woman sky-rocketed way up to 1000% on my Bullshit-O-Meter! This guy was one of the purest and most concentrated essence of bullshit I've been unfortunate enough to have come across over the years. His face just begged to be smashed into a pulp with Coldplay's disturbing new CD . My blood was boiling, Oh wait I forgot, LITERALLY! I was pissed, this pasta I ordered was as cold as a dead pig's testicles and yes the utter yak shit that I have just witnessed. Blood driven for revenge, I skipped dessert, thus affecting the capitalist sector(as consumerist this nation is getting while 2/3 of it still lacks adequate supply of clean water and electricity) and ultimately affecting the economy and hence driving the pimply-bottomed asshole in front of me to pay more taxes! Hey asshole get ready this March for some hefty money loss from your "Cellulite-Removal" fund. By the way I totally boned that poor chick(with the bag on her face of course) in the parking lot and safely locked her away from decent civilization along with P Diddy-Puff Daddy-Puff Mommy uncle, whatever,Rakhi Sawant and Shilpa Shetty. (Excerpts from the date below):





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