Another comic. And a filthy comic at that!
You might have come across this one: XKCD, a webcomic of romance, sarcasm, math, and language.
You might have come across this one: XKCD, a webcomic of romance, sarcasm, math, and language.
So there I was, arm hooked up to the machine, watching my plasma swirl away into a bag while the morning news dribbled across the screen like a bad fever dream. And what were they showing? A "riot" in Melbourne, allegedly. The sort of riot where the real thugs wear body armour, carry pepper spray and look like they just walked off the set of RoboCop. The people they were beating? A ragtag crew of teenagers and old hippies—probably fresh out of a drum circle, still smelling of patchouli. But sure, let's call it a riot. Now, here's where it really gets good. I mentioned this spectacle to a few people later, thinking maybe they'd share my outrage or, at the very least, give a damn. But no. What did I get instead? A smirk, a chuckle, and—oh, the pièce de résistance—"You should really just let it go." Let it go? Yeah, let me uncork a nice, overpriced cup of coffee, sit back with my legs crossed, and soak in the latest reality TV trash. Why bother caring when ...
Comments
Yes, taking photos of women in the street is hard. I took all of those photos without asking for permission and without letting them notice me and my camera. They may not like it. Maybe if they know why I am taking their photos, they let me do it.
I walk past an x-rated store often on my way to work, and there is a pump in the window. I can't believe people buy those things?
I can see it as a gag gift, that's it.