||[May. 23rd, 2001|06:50 pm]
|[||Somedays I feel a little:
|[||Your mom ain't listening to
|||||Marilyn Manson's Holywood Album drowning out the comp lab||]|
other things that make the baby jesus cry:
pretentious yuppy scum who put bumper stickers on their car stating "In case of rapture, vehicle may be unmanned!" and here i thought pride was a sin. i guess shoving down the throat of everyone who is ever stuck in traffic behind you that you think you're going to be saved doesn't count as pride though. one more Lexus to add to my list of cars to scratch with a forklift.
companies that, every single day, make hundreds of thousands of dollars off of those little silver jesus fish and other assorted religious items. unless they are run by atheists or non-christians or they donate all of their profits to their local churchs, they are reaping in the profit and ripping off of the baby jesus. since he isn't seeing a dime of it all, i'm sure it's making him cry. if they are non-christian folk, good for you for cashing in on the pride and self-righteousness of those who need to prove their loyalty with a jesus loves me bumper sticker.
people that use the fact that they are for some cause as a way to draw attention to themselves. we tend to call these individuals posers. they may be the annoying trolls who pop up to chastise you for calling something retarded (poor bradfitz), they may be that super perky chick you knew in high school who tried to be a member of every worthwhile charity club only so she could use it to be more popular. they may be the local prostetylyzing christians who go door-to-door trying to convert your damned soul to their holy ways. all of them make the baby jesus cry. get some individuality people! if you want to fight for a cause, good, fine, but do it for the cause and the cause alone, not for the prestige that comes with it. and if you are doing it for the prestige, admit it and move on.
*wipes the tears away from baby jesus' eyes*