<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11957867</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:20:35.977+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Frozen Caveman</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozencaveman1.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11957867/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozencaveman1.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Buck Turgidson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057216207314793879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11957867.post-111276667838658684</id><published>2005-04-07T07:57:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T15:51:18.386+10:00</updated><title type='text'>What a fucker!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;OK. So this is my first post. I work with this Christian conservative weirdo child molester-lite type dude who I can barely tolerate (even in the smile and nod kind of way). Let's call him Bruce, yes? Good, because that's his real name. I don't care. Like that button-down freak is ever gonna read this shit anyway. And even if he does, fuck him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually he's okay, though. Usually we even get along. But today I accidentally engaged in this vaguely political discussion with him where he yet again revealed the true nature of his twisted and atrophied brain. What a fucker! I don't need to go into what we were talking about because it'll bore you, but let me set the scene. Some people at the office were discussing a topical issue and were in general agreement. Bruce, who sits in the far corner like the naughty, errant child that he is (but really he's more like the useless second head on a mutant calf who occasionally bleats for milk ), walks over and says: "Blah blah, I diasgree with your slightly progressive viewpoint and feel that my crusty take on the matter far outweighs anything you have to say, blah blah. Plus I'm old and have white hair which I find serves to enhance the strength of my bullshit opinion." And then, briefly, I'm drawn into this semantic argument with him about what the word "union" means. What the hell!? That little dialogue defied description, but you know that saying about arguing with a fool and not being able to tell the difference? Well, it's probably true. But the thing that &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; burned me up was that after the fucker makes his point, he's all like: "Well, I've said my two cents and now I'm gonna leave and go think about Jesus and the New Testament and Paul's First Epistle to the Corinthians," or whatever the fuck, leaving me no opportunity to deconstruct his ugly and small-minded tripe. It was like a comedian leaving the stage after a huge joke with rolls of explosive laughter, except it was the exact fucking opposite of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I should be more zen and charitable and groovy about that stuff...or should I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11957867-111276667838658684?l=frozencaveman1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozencaveman1.blogspot.com/feeds/111276667838658684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11957867&amp;postID=111276667838658684' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11957867/posts/default/111276667838658684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11957867/posts/default/111276667838658684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozencaveman1.blogspot.com/2005/04/what-fucker.html' title='What a fucker!'/><author><name>Buck Turgidson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057216207314793879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
