Tuesday, October 13, 2009

I live in a building filled with retards...

actual retards so don't get offended at my unladylike referral to those slower than I. The fire alarm just went off...what did I do? Grabbed my keys, cell phone, hoodie and toque....felt the door for heat, poked my head out and proceeded to leave via the stairs of my third floor apartment. What did the rest of the building do? Twelve people out of a few hundred sauntered out the door after several minutes of asking others in the hallway if there was a fire happening, stood by it, and smoked. I suppose natural selection prevented me from yelling, "Hey, MORONS! Get out of the door way, if at least not for your own safety, but for the safety and speed with which I'm sure the fucking fire depatment will want to get to the flames and the burning and the smoke and such!" If they are to burn...it's been decided. Fucktards.

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