BigCracker
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Ya know, the other night I went in the gym afdter midnight to tan. The guy behind the desk moonlights there while he's a 7th grade PE teacher during the day. We were talking about how kids are so fucked up from the fast paced lifestyle of the West Coast/MTV spawned pretentiousness, etc. Anyway, I guess he was told that he had to modify his game of dodgeball so that the wussy kids didn't get so humiliated. Basically every time you get hiot with the ball, you aren't out like the normal rules say. Instead you join the opposing team and continue to play. GAY!!! WTF??? Basically they had to modify the rules so the athleically inferior kids don't get humiliated. Furthernore, the only way you could actually lose is by being disqualified for nailing someone with a head/face shot. What kind of message does this send kids? I believe it says that life will modify itself to accommodate them and their feelings as time rolls along. Yeah right!!!! It also punishes the superior players that have a better natural ability, or at least the ones with better aim??? I remember dodgeball in grade school being a big deal. To me the standard rule version mimics life in many ways-which helps mentally prepare you for winning/losing and successes/failures in life as an adult. By sugar coating the rules all we're doing is giving the wussies more incentive to stand by the sidelines and wait for handouts because life owes it to them to be fair. What a fucking crock of shit. I was raised to be the perfect child. A child considerate of other's feeling and always carrying a humble demeanor. After a few years of grade school getting trampled on by the more aggressive, less considerate kids I realized that I was a dolphin swimming among sharks. I did a complete 180 by the time I reached high school. Anyway, I just thank god I don't have a daughter. If I did I'd be dreading the day of her 1st date. I picture some emo kid w/ dyed black hair and a nose ring showing up at my front door and being too socially illiterate to even shake my hand firmly. I picture my calloused hand wrapping around his baby's ass soft hand and cringing at the thought of my daughter going out in public with this kid. WTF is this punk gonna do when some vatos locos approach them and start fucking with my daughter??? I picture him running away leaving her there to be raped and killed. The funny thing is I think most early teen guys are pussies like this and nobody would say shit about him not sticking around to try to protect his date and his honor. They'd simply write it off as a him being the lucky one of the two. I swear to God, at age 14 if you came up to me and fucked w/ me when I was with a girl you were gonna be seeing wolf signs real quick-blood, sweat, hair, and shit!!! Not only was I going to protect my girl-I was gonna defend my honor. Any less aggressive behavior on my part would've been unheard of-to both my parents and her's-and they knew that before she left the house with me. If they didn't we wouldn't have been going anywhere.