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5 10 06|
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So I found out that I pretty much hate everyone, and I can't help but feel sad for most of everybody that I honestly don't care for. A kid tonight at work told me that he was going to a Young Farmers of America convention, and he kept hinting on how "hot" the girls were as well as going into detail about spraying them with a water hose so him and his buddies could see through their shirts. He told me that he couldn't wait to get his groove on with them as well. I just wanted to tell him I was gay so he would eventually end the conversation out of discomfort. That, or punch him in his face. I feel so bad for girls that have to put up with guys like him, and it saddens me that guys like him actually get amusement out of something so childish and sexist. I wish everyone would read books and mind their own fucking business.
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