The Idiots
Dear Idiots,
I know you like riding your dirt bike on the bike path. I know you think its cool because your parents aren’t around to tell your teenage asses to get the heck home. I know you like sucking each other’s faces until your ears are pulled inward, when you are not riding the dirt bike. I know you like wearing pants that hang down so that your underweared butt hangs out.
However, you are idiots.
Riding a motorcycle on a paved running/bike path, IN THE DARK, with no headlight, towing another Idiot on a skateboard is so flaming stupid, I’m not sure you will even live to see 21.
Please, get the hell off the running path, go the hell home, and pull your damn pants up.
Thank you.
PS
The reason I didn’t return your greeting as I ran past you Idiots? Was because you are IDIOTS.


August 16th, 2007 10:16
LOL. I run past a group of such idiots on a daily basis on the running path I use. I’ve never seen the dirt bike towing a skater though.
August 16th, 2007 12:21
I think I know of which idiots you speak! I think my son might be one of them!
August 16th, 2007 15:32
My teenage daughter seems to dislike the pants hanging down look. Maybe because I once half-jokingly threatened to help one young man keep his pants up. With my staple gun.
August 16th, 2007 21:03
When did you get old, dude?
August 18th, 2007 01:59
I found you throuh Downhill Nut’s blog. An interesting first post to read. Reminds of that phrase, “Common sense is not so commmon”.
September 3rd, 2007 14:16
Saddly the world if full of idiots. *sigh*