Showing posts with label bible. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bible. Show all posts

6.29.2011

People Who Wear Sunglasses Piss Me Off. And Other Pet Peeves Of Mine.

I don't have my own vehicle. I drive my mom's car, but it's soon to be mine. However, every time I get into her car, the visor is down to block the sun. Not only that, but she's always wearing sunglasses while driving. It could be 7:00 am, 12 noon, or even 9:30 pm. Okay. Maybe she doesn't wear them at 12 noon, but why is she always wearing them? The sun isn't that bright. At least bright enough that you don't need to wear sunglasses and pull down your visor. For the most part I hate everyone that wears sunglasses, whether it be behind the wheel, playing a baseball game, or sitting on your fat ass on the beach. Come to think of it, here are some more of my pet peeves.

People who say Reese's Peecees - I would go so far to say that I COULD understand why people might say Reese's (Re-C's), but I don't see why they say Pieces (Pee-C's). I think the people at Mars or whatever shitty company makes the chocolate candy created the Pieces as a way for people to pronounce it correctly. They probably thought to themselves, "We can finally get people to start annunciating Reese's correctly by making a candy called Reese's Pieces. Surely they will get the idea." Wrong. I've come into contact with so many idiots that it makes me sick. I don't even want to be their friend anymore. So word to the wise, if you say Re-C's Pee-C's, consider us friends no more.


When you ask someone "What's wrong" when something is clearly bothering them and they respond, "Oh, nothing (Sigh)." - I hate people. I hate talking to them. I hate when they ask me to do them favors. I hate when they tell really shitty, meaningless stories that attempt to bump up their self-esteem. I hate them even more when they mope around all day looking hopeless and miserable. Finally, because I'm tired of looking at their stupid, ugly face, I ask what's wrong and they say nothing. Well fine, fuck you. I don't really give a shit anyway. I was just trying to be nice because you look like you're on the verge of jumping into traffic. I'm not going to waste 30 more seconds of my day trying to pry it out of you. Be sad some more you fucking dick.


While in a texting conversation, the person doesn't respond for an hour after having just responded to one 13 seconds earlier - Whoever invented texting was a genius. It prevents me from having to talk to anyone on the phone. I can just send them a message and they will respond to me when they get the chance. No more of that awkward, "Hey, it's me. That guy from Friday. I, uhh, umm, was wondering if you wanted to go get a beer or something?" Now I can just send a text to them and limit my words. But when you are in a full conversation with them and they decide to just stop answering randomly and then respond an hour later? What the fuck is that all about? We were in the middle of a conversation and you just stopped talking, like that's acceptable. Just fucking answer me and then go do whatever you needed to do. Some people are so selfish.


People who use epic as an adjective - I already made a whole post about this, but I can't help myself. I've come to notice that people who describe everything as epic either A) don't know what it actually means B) want to sound like they are one of the cool kids or C) they are fucking retarded. Go ahead and look on youtube and type epic and see how many shitty, dumbass videos come up. Or even go onto google and type epic in and see the worthless diarama of garbage. It's just like when the fucking idiots around me used "mad" as an adjective. "Yo man, that girl is mad hot." No she is not. She's fucking attractive. Not mad hot. Who even allowed these words to be used out of context anyway?


Overly religious assholes who try to convince me that Jesus died to save me - Again, I've brought up on numerous occasions my disdain for religion in the world, especially here in the U.S. But I hate when people tell me about how wonderful Jesus is. That he died for us on the cross so that we would all be forgiven. God sacrificed his only son for us. Well in my opinion, that's a pretty shitty father. You would kill your kid for the rest of mankind? What kind of moral standard is that? Why should anyone be killed for forgiveness? What kind of bullshit are you teaching me, Bible? Just like those Jehova's Witnesses that come knocking on my door to sell me their fake Bibles. Go shove that dumbass book up your asshole, forget about your birthday, and fuck your mother, father, and siblings.


Don't wear sunglasses anymore because they piss me off. And so do you. For just about everything. One of the many reasons as to why "I am better than you."

5.19.2011

'Judgment Day' Is On Saturday. I Hope You Plan On Repenting

The big news story going around the US is the prediction of the end of the world come Saturday. Some asshole preacher/deacon/priest/brother from California has proclaimed that the 'Judgment Day' will occur at around 6 P.M. at which time Jesus will descend from the heavens and begin to take the souls of those who truly deserve it. What most people don't understand is that this isn't called 'Judgment Day'. It's actually called the 'Day of Rapture'. The real 'Judgment Day' is set for October 21, 2011. If Jesus doesn't take your soul this weekend, God is going to impose his will and kill you for being a piece of shit. God (no pun intended) I love Christianity.


Thankfully I have a family that uses their noggins more often than not. I'm the only member of my family that doesn't have any Christian beliefs. But even they aren't lame enough to think of this as the end of the world. According to the Bible, not one person on Earth knows when Jesus plans on descending back here. Not even Jesus himself knows, nor does the Holy Spirit. God is the only one who knows when Jesus is coming back. Now, if you believe in the word of the Bible, you should see that no man or woman can predict Jesus' arrival. So why is there a general feeling of panic setting in? Because people are fucking stupid.


This dickcream, Harold Camping, originally predicted Rapture to occur on September 6, 1994. If you live under a rock, you wouldn't know that this prediction is far from being accurate. Instead he claims his math was wrong and went back to the "lab" to find the real date. Since 17 years have passed, he probably assumed most people forgot about his first wrong prediction. But they haven't. That's why the Internet works so well. You can't hide from it. Now he's got people quitting their jobs and selling all of their possessions in hope that Jesus actually comes to them on Saturday. Boy oh boy May 22 is going to be a shitty day for them.

(Yeah, this guy looks like somebody I trust)

The real problem I have with this prediction is that people have been predicting Rapture over the last 150 or so years. There have been wrong predictions of Jesus' arrival in 2000, 1998, 1994, 1988, 1975, 1941, 1925, 1920, 1918, 1915, 1914, and 1844. As we can all attest, each of these predictions have been wrong. So why would this one be correct? It won't be. So let's stop giving this guy unnecessary publicity by believing in his hype. Who does he think he is? That overrated basketball player LeBron James? People will buy into anything.


If we look to the Bible for our answers, we still haven't seen the plague come to fruition. A.I.D.S. isn't good enough for me because it's 100% preventable. SARS and the swine flu came and went like a one night stand. There are no plagues to strike here yet. And no, Obama being voted into office is not a legitimate gripe. He's black, not the devil. The Four Horsemen haven't come yet either. And not Arn Anderson, Ric Flair, Ole Anderson, and Tully Blanchard (wrestling reference). There are too many inaccuracies in this prediction, just like every other one.


But if in fact the world was coming to a close, would you want to know? I guess it would give you the time to be with the people you love most and to spend the rest of your days with them. But for me personally, I don't think it's something I would ever want to find out. It falsifies the way you live your life because you're living to die not living to live. So when May 22 rolls around and I still haven't met that fake guy Jesus, I will continue to live my life the way it was intended. Care-free, worry-free and ultimately screaming "I am better than you."