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---------------------------- I Bleed for This? ------------------------------
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------05.25.94-----------------------------------------------------#022------
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Stupid Townie Fucks
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by Snarfblat
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Townies suck. This statement is known to be true by everyone with 1/4 a
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clue in their shrivelled little brains. That is, everyone except the townies
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themselves. They live in their own world, where they measure people by a
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different set of rules than the rest of the world. For if they had to
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measure up to the moral standards that define a non-asshole, they would fall
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so short that they would invariably kill themselves and remove their pitiable
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presences from the earth. Deep down they know that they are profoundly
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inferior to the rest of the human race, and so they band together in a
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growing sea of sub-mediocrity. Here, content in the company of like-minded
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idiots, they live out their meaningless lives. They blindly cling to a set
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of rules which condone rape, excessive drinking and the destruction of anyone
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who threatens their warped lifestyle and attitudes.
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I am one of the people who threaten them. I am a freak, and according
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to them anyone who goes against the mold must be eliminated. They practice a
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kind of reverse eugenics: instead of removing the inferior members of the
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population, they seek to remove all the superior individuals so that their
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degraded state becomes the norm, and they no longer feel threatened. Thus,
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tormenting a freak is looked upon highly in their society.
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Earlier today, I met a group of townies on their home turf. They were
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passing through the dump on the way to the quarries, where they would drink
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and rape until they passed out. I was with Fishead and Random Tox searching
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for scrap parts on the big junk pile. Most of it is ovens, dishwashers,
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refrigerators, etc. We did, however, find some early 80's DEC equipment,
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including a 8 inch disk drive. Eventually we started to build a
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robot/monstertruck using tires and snowmobile parts and some other junk we
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found.
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At some point a squeaky-voiced 9th grader approached us, questioned us
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briefly and then left to return with an older guy, maybe a junior or senior.
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They seemed stunned that we were building a robot, but didn't seem overly
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hostile. They asked us if we were on drugs, and if they could have some.
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Then they left, and after a few more minutes we headed out of the dump
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because it was getting too dark to see. Down the road we ran into a larger
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horde of them. They were sitting in the middle of the dump road, which is
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closed to traffic after 5 PM, drinking beer and urinating publicly. Their
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scouts had obviously told them of our plans, and they started in on us.
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Grunting in their usual semi-conscious manner, they said they didn't believe
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we were building a robot. Obviously we were hiding something from them,
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because the possibility of people doing anything other than drinking on a
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Friday night was unheard of. We changed our story and said we were just
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looking through the junk. This, apparently, was also a lie. Then they
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discovered the truth: we were FAGS FUCKING IN THE WOODS!!!
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You see, townies are insecure about their sexuality. They rape to prove
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to themselves and their friends that they are Men, and they branded us FAGS
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FUCKING IN THE WOODS!!! for the same reason. For whatever reason, they soon
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gave up on that idea, and began asking us who we were. I gave them my name
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and for a while answered their questions about their older brothers who were
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in my class. Random Tox, however, refused to give a last name. This was the
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only prompting they needed to begin calling us freaks and threatening to kick
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our asses. Luckily, RT had been pretending to be tripping on acid throughout
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this whole ordeal, and we used that in defense of his behavior. However,
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there was no defense for the townies next actions. As we were leaving the
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scene, one of them threw a beer bottle at us. It crashed a couple yards from
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Fishead's feet. We just looked at them. Then we left.
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These people are so fucking worthless it makes me want to puke blood. I
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would gladly open fire on them, but if given a choice I'd rather subject them
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to a slower form of death. They fear me because I'm intelligent and
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creative. I have something better to do with my time. They are insecure.
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Building a robot is something they would never even think of.
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The people who harassed us today were so stupid that they were a danger
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not only to themselves, but to those around them. They are shit. They live
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in shit, breed in shit and produce more shit. They surround themselves with
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people who are just as worthless as they are, and try to make it look like
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they are the normal ones and we are the freaks. In reality they have no
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potential to do anything useful with their lives. They will always suck.
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