Ok…I’ve said a few things in the past few months that people have said were “freaky”, “demented”, etc. Sometimes they just make scared faces, you get the point…
Example:
My brother had just gotten a tattoo, and my best friend…let’s call her “Billy Bob”(love that name!)…were discussing the trend of getting tattoes and piercing, and self-mutilation, cutting yourself as an expression of your inner-self, blah blah…I said that I could start a trend by cutting off people’s body parts…you know, “hey, I want everyone to see the real me, cut off my arm!” That sort of thing. All Billy Bob did was give me a horrified look, and now she has to bring it up all the time.
Do you think that’s demented? After a few of you reply, I will tell you another “demented” thing I’ve said.
People just don’t get your sense of humour, that’s all. I say things that go right over people’s heads all the time. And it’s normally just one of my silly but sick jokes.
Not only do I think that’s funny as hell, I think it’s right on the money. You’re no more demented than I am. (You can decide for yourself whether that makes you feel better or not.)
Thank you for your insight! I now realize that I am not demented, but creative. If only my friends thought the same thing.
Matt, I couldn’t find anything about people who cut off their legs, feet, etc. But maybe I wasn’t looking hard enough.
On to the next “demented” thing I said:
I was sitting with a few friends and we were discussing pumpkin carving, which was boring me. One of the girls said we could have a carving party in October. I asked if we got to carve people, or pumpkins. Once again, they thought I was demented. What’s going on in their minds? Conservatives!
I have to censor myself around my friends, as their sense of humor does not extend to such perversity as mine does. Not that perversity is a bad thing.
Get freind that are just a demented as you are. That is what i do. Of course i never self control so sometimes i really make to room quiet at work. So maybe it wasn’t for the best.
I don’t think thats weird. I have demented thoughts sometimes… also when I try to explain some things to people and I get the strangest looks. So I generally censor my humor around certain people. Others appreciate it when I get into it. (My Dad’s family is quite liberal about atuff like that… but most stuff I joke about with them if even the slightest bit of that crossed my lips with my Mom’s family they wouldn’t like it…)
Well, normally my best friend understands the weird stuff, but I guess her thoughts aren’t as violent as mine.
Another thing I said(this time it was my brother, who just tried to ignore me):
I had cooked some hamburger meat to make spaghetti earlier in the evening yesterday, and last night I was saying that I wonder if a human brain being cooked in a pan would look like the meat.
I say harmless things.
Thank you, Matt! That information was very interesting. You have opened my mind to new and wonderful things, and I gave the link to my best friend. It may just freak her out, though. hehe. I personally wouldn’t partake in amputation, but I kinda thought it was something people already did.
You’re only demented if you are serious about the things you say. I would imagine Jeffrey Dahmer said things like this, and people probably thought he was kidding. He was quite serious.
That’s not demented, that’s a serial killer.
Also remember there is a slight line between being demented or wacky and obnoxious. I fight it every day. Someone had a thread in the pit coomplaining about their landlord. My first impulse was to post “at least it’s not this guy” with a link to the Jeffery Dahmer thread. Decided it was in too poor taste though.
Padeye, I quite enjoyed the little comic strip.
Well, I was thinking out loud when I said that a human brain being cooked in a skillet would probably look like the meat. I had no intent, however, of actually trying it.
Anyone who names him/herself after a favorite KITH sketch is my kind of demented!
(interlude form the Nederlander foot choir)
And why not get some cow brains from you local butcher, cook them up, and tell your brother you’d found a human brain donor willing to give his all for science. “But really - he wasn’t using them!”
[singing] “Hodey-ohten-doten-day, hodey-ohten-day-o,
hodey-ohten-doten-day
Fryin’ up some cow brains!”
And as for being a Kids fan - I’m currently lobbying the Conan O’Brien show to hire Scott Thompson as a replacement for Andy Richter. (By lobbying I mean “sending them an email with my brilliant suggestion.”)
