Originally posted by Meh Gerbil
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America was like a big group of friends all trying to decide on where to go to eat, and while there were plenty of places to choose from that served actual, edible food (even if none of it was all that particularly great), the majority decided that the only two viable options for consideration should be a couple of restaurants that serve nothing but big steaming piles of fecal matter. Then they all spent forever arguing tirelessly with each other over which restaurant served piles of crap that were the least rancid.
"Carl's Craphole is better because their crap isn't as slimy!" some of them shout.
"At least Fecal Freddy's crap doesn't have big chunks of corn in it!" a bunch of them shout back.
But when some like myself decided to say "hey, you know what, I'm not gonna choose between Carl's Craphole or Fecal Freddy's because, seriously you guys, come on now," everyone else looked at us like we were the crazy ones.
Then Carl's Craphole won, everyone is now sick and vomiting from their crappy meal, and somehow it's all our fault because we didn't vote for Fecal Freddy's which would have only resulted in uncontrollable diarhea instead of nonstop vomiting, which we're told would have been so much better.
It's complete insanity.
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