Yes, I got my first rant from a drunken uncle today, whom I never really noticed he was drunk. He just started talking on and on after I asked him a stupid dumb question and I suppose all he's kept in was let go about me. He did it in a very courteous manner, but hit the dots fairly well, then again they could be applied to everyone who leeches off their parents still at my age with no school or work.
Speaking of which, I feel like i'm in limbo and it's gonna be hell getting me back into my older status. Even then it wasn't much of a status, anywho back on track, much later that day i became extremely frustrated with something I couldn't put my finger directly on, maybe it's what he said. Maybe not, ne?
Eiher way it ended with me ranting at my mother about the gender war and how i'm so sick of hearing men and women bickering like ******** in some stupid war...and then to be forced into a generalization of what gender I am, c'est la vie.
Funny Fact:
I don't really know when this happened, but the state government tried to limit drinking in college by banning it or restricting it. Now I know people like to drink, but the fact that riots broke out about these lil dipshits not being able to drink in college (they could do so as long as they didn't bring it back to the campus I would assume) and they ******** rioted?! What the hell is wrong with us that we need to be s**t faced in order to have a good time!? It was such a low point in mankinds life because it wasn't even proabition, and a freaking riot in the name of fun? I wish all those spoiled pricks did that in another country at least the government would of taken care of it in a professional manner by actually using real bullets to calm down the crowd.
Madame Tarantula Community Member 
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