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Originally posted by dr_strangecraft
You know the fairy tale of Rumplestiltskin, how he got so mad he split in half? that's me, man. I get this rage going, and my eyes pop out, steam boils from my ears, liquid flame-snot gushes from my nostrils and I am just so filled with rage that I begin to EVERT my whole alimentary canal right out through my mouth!
My words are like acid, gargling rage in the back of my throat. And where I spit, the grass wont grow any more!
There is this witch of a coworker. God I hate her. She is a total succup, and mgt. believes every satanic lie that oozes from her reptilian shape-shifting mouth. I have disproven her lies IN FRONT OF HER to mgt., she just shrugs and mumbles some evil saccarine B-S about how we all have our own views, and mgt. just walks away. WALKS AWAY!
Damn! I dream of my own personal Bastille Day. When we storm the bastions of evil foul-smelling donkeyf***ers like her and beat them with sacks of wet sand, then tie them up in a room with no door and make them listen to their own foul stinking lies for eternity!
There. I'm better now. I cannot control other people and their actions. I don't have to, because I control myself. Serenity now.