I agree with Cracky.
Everyone should be forced to carry around their necks personal air purifiers and ozone machines.
^^^:notworthy
Most teenagers are disgusting.
The ones that give you a hard on on websites are NOT teenagers anyhow. (You’re either watching illegal underage stuff or you believe the 30-something becomes teenaged by dressing in a school uniform).
Oh wait, this is not about p*rn. Sorry.
Littering should be punished.
So:
Seinfeld is a cheap, sloppy, unfunny Aikidoka?
I can see it now…
Vale Tudo ruleset: Seinfeld walks on to the mat and stares me down, shaking my already waning confidence.
Ref says go! I move in and throw a straight right, Seinfled dodges LAUGHS at me
I throw a left, Seinfeld dodges and LAUGHS at me
I decide he is too quick for me so I rush in to grapple him…he throws me AIKIDO-STYLE and then LAUGHS at me.
I give up. Leave the building with my head hung in shame.
Two weeks later I receive a letter from his lawyer telling me that I am being sued for wasting his time.
have your lawyer reply with a suggestion of the esteemed Mr. Seinfeld turning this situation into one of his biting observational social commentaries so it won’t seem link a waste of time.
It’s your privilege, you say? Tell me, kind and noble sir, from where does this privilege originate? From the fact that you paid for your ticket? As much as I would love to meet you in person, shake your hand and award various medals of valor for the courage and foresight it required for you to pay 7.50 a head to bring in you and thirty screeching crotchlings of your choice to grease the wheels of callow mainstream entertainment ("One old fart and three midgets for Fred Claus, please! 
"), to let your horrid seeds run wild, fling shit everywhere because you’re a terrible, lazy, incompetent parent who sees filth as a “privilege”, something to aspire to rather than avoid, as deeply as I wish to congratulate you for maliciously making a terrible, degrading, low-paying job worse FOR ABSOLUTELY NO REASON THAN UNEARNED HATEFUL SPITE operating under some vague notion that leaving a mess behind “will really show 'em” for making you pay ten dollars for a tub of popcorn AND HOW DEEPLY I AM SORRY TO HAVE OFFENDED THEE, YES, FROM MY LOFTY POSITION AS A CONCESSIONIST/CEO OF THE REGAL ENTERTAINMENT GROUP A SUBSIDIARY OF BLACKWOODS INVESTMENTS AND SECURITIES LLC I MOST DEFINITELY CONTROL OUR COMPANY’S PRICING POLICIES AND BY MAKING MY SHIT JOB WORSE YOU ARE SENDING A CLEAR AND EFFECTIVE MESSGE, I cannot. People like you are the most wretched product of our generation. The implied belief of some unearned entitlement, that the mere act of paying for something entitles you to endless unwarranted luxury, that a person working an honest but inglamourous job is no better than a whore, a bitch you can mock and spite and fling popcorn kernels at and force you to laugh at your shitty, shitty jokes and clean the messes you’re too busy to clean yourself. This is wrong. You are a terrible person and treat other people terribly. I hate you and everything you stand for.
When I worked at a movie theatre Mr. Ted Raimi came in with two little girls to see Confessions of a Teenage Drama Queen. When he left the theatre he came out holding two empty buckets of popcorn and dumped them into my open trash bag.
“It’s important to clean up after yourself,” he told one of the girls, gesturing to us and laughing. “Don’t need to make their lives any harder!”
Ted Raimi is a good man.
Mr. Ted Raimi then retired to the privy where he pissed on the floor and wiped his ass with hundred dollar bills.
He refused to flush and the theatre workers got to draw straws to see who among them were granted the privelidge of fishing out the beshitted Benjamins.
YOU STAY OUT OF THIS
It’s a sad state of affairs when a person’s life is so joyless and unfulfilling that they resort to degrading others to validate their own sad existence.
I worked as a waiter for 8+ years so I’ve experienced a fair cross-section of humanity’s failings.
I’m sorry.
I just assume the esteemed Mr. Raimi wouldn’t use anything less than a hundred.
I imagine a man of his stature would prefer the “soft stuff”.
I will work for Boyd.
I especially like to leave candy wrappers and various garbage from snacks that I have not purchased but SNUCK INTO THE THEATRE!!
It feels like committing a small crime and gives me great satisfaction.
It’s your privilege, you say? Tell me, kind and noble sir, from where does this privilege originate? From the fact that you paid for your ticket?
MOTHERFUCKING FUCK YES. If people weren’t slobs and jackasses, there would actually be no ‘job’ at the theatre at all. You would simply drop your money in a slot and walk in, because people SHOULD be honest. Then you would prepare your own snacks, leaving money appropriately, and then go watch your movie. There would be no ushers because everyone would be honest and fair and the owner of the theatre, or manager, could just come by and start the movies. This man would spend several minutes at the theatres, sevel times a day, collecting money, refilling snack machines/pop, starting the movies, etc. He would NEVER have to clean, because people would bring their own mops or brooms as necessary.
Really, if everybody did what they were “supposed” to do for themselves, there would be two “jobs” in life combined with endless menial tasks and occasional SELF entertainment, because, really, you ought to be able to ENTERTAIN YOURSELF if you’re expected to clean up after yourself and do everything else for yourself.
Those two jobs would be:
Hunter/Gatherer
or
Farmer
whoosh!!1 down the slippery slope!!
And from the speed, i’m guessing it was a near vertical one too…
Keep in mind that this in no way is an expression of dissent against God, I mean Boyd, who is still to be considered infallible and always correct about everything.
So it’s perfectly acceptable for an adult to be stuck in them, then?
If I said I was saving my womanhood only for you, would you oblige my wishes?
When you go to a restaurant do you insist on busing your own table?