Sometimes I feel like laughing like a manic. Sometimes I feel like laughing like an evil manic. Why do I feel like laughing in such a manner you may ask? There is a very simple answer for that question: Stupid People. Yes Stupid People. Notice how I capitalize both words. This is because I am not referring to stupid people in general but rather “Stupid People”. These are people that feel the need to act cool, snotty, sexy or witty just to make others feel inferior. Those people make me laugh. If I could laugh in their faces to let them know how ridiculous they look or sound then I probably would. I know it isn’t very nice, but that’s sort of the point.
I don’t laugh in Stupid People’s faces though, since it would probably start a fight of some sort and since I wouldn’t like to be held accountable for beating up a lot of people (that and a fist fight is so primary school) I just laugh at the Stupid People in my mind.
Why am I blogging about this topic? Well lately I have seen a lot of Stupid People. I don’t know if it’s a seasonal thing or I am just noticing them more lately, but wowsers are there a lot of Stupid People! In times like this I thank the fates for the great friends I have. The other day I posted as my facebook status how much I love my girlies. By girlies I am referring to my amazing,talented, beautiful, smart and vicious girlfriends: Nina (Florida), Judyliz (Austria), Angie (Puerto Rico), Ivy (Puerto Rico), Dee (Texas), Ash (New York) and Laura (Arizona). Although I don’t live close to these girls I am thankful to have them as my friends. I know that if I ever needed them that they would have my back in any situation or fight. I think we could charge people money to see us beat up anyone that messed with anyone one of us. I also know they would laugh along with me at the Stupid People. I am pretty sure that at some point we have laughed at Stupid People together. As soon as I posted that I was thinking of my girls and how I missed them I realized that although I don’t know that many people yet here in Arkansas it doesn’t bother me. I know who my friends are. In that sense I am blessed. I wish I could see them more often of course, but I am content on knowing that I have such great friends. That realization tends to add fuel to my desire to laugh like a manic.
So to end this post I raise my head, tilt it slightly back and I LAUGH like a manic! Here is to my girlies: MUAHAHAHAHAHA, BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I hope you girls got in your daily dose of evil, crazy laughter lately. Miss ya!
