Soup_du_jour
10-16-2001, 09:36 PM
Yo.
I was just bumping along in Drama class, when suddenly, I hear about your cowardice with relation to the kind folks in the World Trade Center, the Pentagon, the people on the four flights, Muslims, Arabs, Afghans, humanity, and everyone else who stand for decency in this world.
That was mistake number one.
Fortunately, by blind luck, my uncle wasn't in the WTC when the slimy blobs of dingos'-kidneys had to massacre innocent civillians. Luckily, although I grieve along with the rest of decent human beings, I wasn't "personally" affected.
Now I am.
For the past FOUR YEARS I have been waiting for the oppertunity to go to Italy with my school Latin Club. I have been saving up my meager income for quite a while, and have had to do yard work many-a-Saturday instead of doing something fun. Now, because of you heaps of chicken gristle, the Superintendent has decided to CANCEL ALL TRIPS OVERSEAS. I wasn't going to let you and your artichoke-brained cohorts destroy my year.
To let you stop my travel is to admit defeat.
Unfortunately, in the interests of "safety," I no longer have the oppertunity.
It is now personal. You have wasted almost a solid MONTH of my time in preparation for a trip that the entire school has been waiting for.
You make me sick, you bloody pieces of moldy slime.
I was just bumping along in Drama class, when suddenly, I hear about your cowardice with relation to the kind folks in the World Trade Center, the Pentagon, the people on the four flights, Muslims, Arabs, Afghans, humanity, and everyone else who stand for decency in this world.
That was mistake number one.
Fortunately, by blind luck, my uncle wasn't in the WTC when the slimy blobs of dingos'-kidneys had to massacre innocent civillians. Luckily, although I grieve along with the rest of decent human beings, I wasn't "personally" affected.
Now I am.
For the past FOUR YEARS I have been waiting for the oppertunity to go to Italy with my school Latin Club. I have been saving up my meager income for quite a while, and have had to do yard work many-a-Saturday instead of doing something fun. Now, because of you heaps of chicken gristle, the Superintendent has decided to CANCEL ALL TRIPS OVERSEAS. I wasn't going to let you and your artichoke-brained cohorts destroy my year.
To let you stop my travel is to admit defeat.
Unfortunately, in the interests of "safety," I no longer have the oppertunity.
It is now personal. You have wasted almost a solid MONTH of my time in preparation for a trip that the entire school has been waiting for.
You make me sick, you bloody pieces of moldy slime.