As ideas for my first blog were beginning to prove as fruitless as a successful flirt with my own mother I decided, in an action not too unlike having hired a two dollar hooker, to give free reign to my fingers and rant about something that of late has become a bigger nuisance than accidentally scratching a two inch boil off my own arse.
This morning during my daily journey to work on a Luas littered with more newspaper than a budgies cage and still nothing of interest to read, weighed down with the usual ongoing financial concerns I expect to juggle in my grave, I was giving careful consideration to the nocturnal goings on of the rabbits living above me. And then I began to wonder, is society becoming more oblivious or just plain ignorant. What with the advent of bobo and other such pointless social conventions designed primarily as a resource for 16 year old girls and forty year old Paedos and also taking into consideration X-box live breeding newer and better ways to interact people without the burden of actually having to breath the same air, one would be forgiven to conclude such pastimes could promote a society where individuals no longer have to be overly concerned with the actual physical existence of other people.
Besides the regular throes of unbridled passion, Mr and Mrs Jackhammer in number nine continue to demonstrate with copious amounts of mind numbing annoyance to have lost all sense of consciousness that they may not in fact be the only ones residing in a 20 apartment building, in a manner not too dissimilar to Joe soap deciding to wait until it’s his turn at the bank link to go routing in bags and wallets for his flexible friend, mindless of the angry ‘boil scratched off the arse’ faced folk behind him.
Coin is starting to get a little bit tired of becoming an unconsidered majority by an unconsidered majority.
