I like to blog about things that happen in my life. It’s what I do. This is a random encounter I had and made me question the people on the road begging for money. I like to think of myself as a good person. I really want to help people. I may come across as an asshole and such but I really am a nice guy, even if I am easily confused. While that has no relation to this story, I wanted to throw that out there. That bitch can die. You never and I mean never ask someone if they are medically or mentally disabled in anyway. It just isn’t right and quite frankly, it’s an invasion of privacy. Again, that side note has nothing to do with the story at hand. I just wanted to throw it out there cause that lady pissed me off and I don’t care if a bus ran her over, killing her and disposing this world of a terrible and heartless bitch. After saying I am good person, I go off and say that. Meh. To the story…
Why I Won’t Help Those Less Fortunate
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great this movie is. How funny and original it is. I never cared to see this movie. I didn’t listen to the critics or people from work about the greatness of this flick. I shrugged it off about went about my way to do more important things. Things that are more important than watching a movie about a man in a red spandex suit. But I did take the plunge and dropped the six dollars (thanks, U-Verse) and watched the movie.