Self-deprecation is worth its weight in smoldering phoenix-ashes and baby unicorn tears.
or; don't you wish.
Published on September 29, 2007 By SanChonino In Current Events
Do you know how cool it would be if all the cell towers in the entire world exploded tomorrow? Forget about all the problems to commerce, communications, etc. I don't care. I still think it would be wonderful.

Maybe then I could get some PEACE AND QUIETTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT

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It's ridiculous when people come into the bank, with their stupid Bluetooth dongledildoes hanging from their ears, gabbing and chatter-chatter-chattttttttttttttttttttering away at heaven-only-knows-who, and I look up, see them speaking, thinking they're talking to me, and I'm like "Hey! How are you doing?" And they're like "SHHHHHHHHHH! CAN'T YOU SEE I'M ON THE PHONE!!!!!!!!!!!!"

and mostly I just want to rip the Bluetooth headset out of their ears, throw it on the floor, stomp it into little pieces and say "Can't you give me some freaking PEACE AND QUIETTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT

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"Mmm, this is the best meal I've had in days," said the once-father-of-four, as he cleaned the flesh off a small femur.

"I should have eaten my kids years ago. Think of all the PEACE AND QUIETTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT

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The shard of glass in your chest is going to kill you. The only way to survive is to remove it.

Your heart is attached. So - if you live, you feel nothing.

How does that feel? What do you do?

Die, and maintain your humanity?

Or pull it out, become an automaton, and get some PEACE AND QUIETTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT

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Doo-doo-do do doo

doo-doo-do do DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

WOULD YOU ALL JUST GIVE ME SOME

PEACE

AND

QUIETTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT

Comments (Page 1)
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on Sep 29, 2007
on Sep 29, 2007
on Sep 29, 2007
Studying bio for so long has made me really love that first cartoon.

~Zoo
on Sep 29, 2007
Nah, I've had too much peace and quite. It's time for some excitement.
on Sep 30, 2007
The blood has begun.

Only precious few will survive.

It's time that you accept the life that you have ahead of you.
on Sep 30, 2007
The blood has begun.

Only precious few will survive.


(backing slowly to the door, avoiding eye contact -- I reach behind me for the handle, and feel cold, clammy, dead flesh. And it feels me back.)
on Sep 30, 2007
The cartoon in reply #3 is now going to be my standard response to everyone that writes a "bitching" blog.

It's priceless. Thanks, Drew and Natalie.
on Oct 01, 2007
Do you know how cool it would be if all the cell towers in the entire world exploded tomorrow?


ah ah ah you do know that cell phones and pagers have off switches right.



oh my that feels so good i have been holding that one in for two days.
on Oct 01, 2007
Did I want to reach out and press HER 'off button?' You betcha. I also wanted to choke the life out of her gum-snappin' ass (think fat lipped cow on crystal meth, with a wad of something the size of a baseball in her mouth) but I've spent enough time behind bars, thank you very much.



they also have these things called managers.


there is a guy at the local supermarket here. he is just as obnoxious. talking all the time about subjects that few people there really want to hear about. the only problem is he isn't using a cell phone.


and several times i have wanted to tell him to shut up. but instead i just make sure i don't go into his line.
on Oct 01, 2007

He's not talking about his own cell phones and pagers, you slobbering troglodyte, he's talking about the thousands and thousands of other people's cell phones, and the rude-assed way they behave on them in public.


on this one i was trying to be funny.

on Oct 01, 2007
Maybe then I could get some PEACE AND QUIETTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT



there are these special padded rooms where you can get all the quiet you want.

on Oct 01, 2007

Heh, I tell you, those days on call, every time that pager goes off (or as I call it, my black little prison), I just want to kill something.

on Oct 01, 2007
they also have these things called managers.


unfortunately, right now there are more jobs than there are people to fill them, especially in the service sector...meaning the manager COULD fire her, but only by making other employees work overtime to make up the slack.

So he keeps shitty employees to keep the doors open.
on Oct 01, 2007
Heh, I tell you, those days on call, every time that pager goes off (or as I call it, my black little prison), I just want to kill something.


Yup...same here. Only my "on call" calls are less important than yours, making them even more annoying at times. I mean, being called at 2am because someone wants to know what kind of antivirus to use, sucks. Big time.
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