Some people are so far up their own asses, that they've forgotten that anything other than themselves exists.
I'm sure everyone knows what I'm talking about. There are these certain people that just
cannot fucking stop talking about themselves. It's fucking sickening.
"I went..
"I did..
"I pissed yellow..
Nobody fucking cares.I mean, what the fuck am I supposed to
do with the useless information that you are forcing into my brain!?
Do I
look like I care what your baby brother/nephew/niece/sister/son did!?
Do you think I'm interested in hearing about your trip to the desert/Paris/Rome/the bathroom!?
I'm not saying no one should talk about themselves, I'm just saying I hate people who talk about themselves nonstop.
I know someone who's like that, and I once gave her a taste of her own fucking medicine...
"My little sister did the
cutest impression of-"
"You know, I've been to the-"
"I met-"
"I-"
She kept cutting me off.
These people cannot carry a decent conversation. They stop you mid sentence to tell you
their experience with whatever you're talking about.
I would very much like it if all these people were locked together in one room, so that the rest of humanity can live in peace.
That's not going to happen, needless to say.
The Rebel