Victoria. I apologize in advance for the randomness of this blog. Really, it can be hard to handle at some times. Really deep to the most odd things. Have fun?
My pre-calc teacher got kicked out of the movies once for yelling out diving scores during Titanic as people jumped off the boat.
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Angry Customer:
“Damn f**s.”
Gay Man:
“Excuse me?”
Angry Customer:
“You heard me, you little s***. Let’s not make this into some little pride protest, okay? I have to accept that you’re going to live your lifestyle, and you have to accept that I’ve got freedom of speech.”
Gay Man:
*quietly* “Is it too much to ask for a little human decency?”
Angry Customer:
“Human? Listen up, what you’re doing is not human. I think I have the right to determine what I think is human.”
Angry Customer:
*to the owner* “Hey, can you move either them or us to another table?”
Owner:
“I’m sorry ma’am, but we have a strict ‘no pets’ policy in my restaurant.”
Wife:
“Uh, I, uh, what? I don’t have a—”
Owner:
“Well, according to your talking monkey over here, I can determine who’s a human and who’s not. You bring an animal into my restaurant; I gotta assume it’s your pet.”
Me:
Two words, Benedict Cumberbatch.
Friend:
That sounds like at least five words.
