Queevo, guess what?

I know a guy, and that guy thinks you are a fuckin dipshit.

That guys also knows a guy who thinks you are a fuckin dipshit.

The fact that you meltdown like a little child every time someone makes fun of you for anything is all the evidence one needs to see that you are a mental midget, with zero self-reflection or ability to hear anything that's not echoing around in your mostly empty head.

When I was down at MEPS on E. Marginal Way in 2001 I had my physical and initial screenings, at age 31, along with 19 kids from 18 to 20...and even though the bar for entry is really fuckin low...only 8 of us made thru the day.

A few bitched when they were told to take their damn clothes off and got sent off...and once the remaining were down to their skivvies, the sergeant pointed at four or five chubby ones and told them to put their clothes on and go.

Not sure what the others got sent away for...but when only 8 of 20 make it thru the lowest bar for entry, and you couldn't possibly have gone 40 seconds without saying something overwhelmingly stupid, I doubt you'd have made it, either.

Probably in the first 30 seconds when you told the sergeant how to do his job because of some dude you know, he'd have punched you in the head and thrown you out himself.

Fish on...

Todd
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