presented for your delectation, much as i found it earlier this evening:
so why are we ragging on kewl, happy, dumb-as-a-rock chad tonight? because it's been a bad day, i'm in a mood and chad's an easy target, that's why.
see, in stark contrast to chad with his naturally beach-blond hair, beach-blond body, beach-blond millions and apparent invulnerability to disease, mkf drags his fat, aging ass outta bed every morning and girds his ever-widening loins for yet one more struggle with demons and darkness and existential-angsty aloneness before finally collapsing, exhausted, into yet one more uneasy little slice of death, full of the awful, sisyphean knowledge that, at best, he's doomed to arise the next morning and do it all again. no surf. no jet-ski. and god knows, no sailing yacht.
sure, i know there are multitudes of chads out there who live golden, effortlessly-blissful lives, but i don't particularly enjoy having my nose rubbed in that fact, especially when i think i'm safe among my own maladjusted, sex-twisted kind--i mean, hell, just the big dick without the correspondingly disfiguring big-dick features alone should be enough to have him killed in my book.*
so with all this in mind, i decided to drop chad a line, ask him to help me make some sense of the unfairness of the universe.
if i receive anything beyond a "duh?" in response, i'll be sure to let you know, but i don't have high hopes--i expect his little beach-blond pucker is every bit as flawless as his little beach-blond dreams.
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*and yeah i know, noblesavage, but if chad is a figment of some old perv's imagination designed to lure hot, unwitting boys to send him revealing photos of themselves, i have no post, so we're not going with that one.
3 comments:
I reply that some people have easier lives than others.
As a friend once told me, however, the sororiety girl who chips a nail and is anguished about it for days suffers just as much as the homeless person who has not eaten for days.
In others words, suffering is suffering and pain is pain.
Yeah, that was you BTW.
So, yes, maybe Chad is this effortless guy he portrays himself to be. I doubt it.
If he is, good for him. I just hope that learns to grow old gracefully. Because, and here's the thing: In some ways, it's way easier being 23 than 43 or 53 or 63.
Aging is tough. But, it is a tradeoff. Done wisely, the payback is worth it and then some. Done poorly, aging is a terrible thing that you fear and hate.
So, if Chad is real, I wish him well and hope he learns these lessons. These were the things that a good friend told me when I was young: Do not think that you will be young forever and everyone will be so kind to look over your faults.
Smoke and mirrors baby. The grass is always greener. This profile cannot be real.
THE END.
good god, people, can't i just take a lame stab at dark humor every once in awhile without everybody busting my balls all serious and shit?
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