Boo hoo! PITY ME!! ALL I CAN DO IS HATE!!
I wonder if DUMBFUCK -who never hated on nobody cuz he’s just a cuddly little love bug, yes he is – would simply consider it a coincidence that these two love-spreading Tweets preceded the one above by just a few minutes?
We may have lost our souls, but when our loved ones get sick, we don’t congratulate them on losing half their body weight “the hard way.”
We take them to the hospital to figure out what’s wrong.
And when they’re in the hospital, looking like a zombie because they’re past saving, we don’t take gruesome, ghoulish photos of them and email them to our enemies, and then cry victim when those photos go viral.
We just sit with them and worry about far more important things.
We may have lost our souls, but when our parents lay dying, you can bet your ass that we were FULLY PRESENT IN THE MOMENT, out of respect and love, and not firing off insults at an ex-wife on Twitter for not offering condolences to the asshole she wisely gave up on almost 30 years before.
We may have lost our souls, but we probably won’t miss the death of WIFE#3 (but hey, respect to the DUMBFUCK for finally finding a wife weak enough to stay with a non-hateful pig like IT) because we were checking our email and raging over anonymous comments from one of the thousands of uncivil anonymous netizens we NEVERDIDNOTHING to piss off so why do we get beat down like a rented mule every single day, amirite?
We may have lost our souls, but we’ll always have Podcast, Ilsa.
On second thought, our souls are just fine. At least as healthy as a DUMBFUCK’S talent for projection.