There are so many problems today. It just makes me sick. How can people let all these problems happen?
I saw somebody make fun of a little person the other day. I just got sick right there. I couldn’t imagine if that had happened to me. No, literally I couldn’t, I’m 6’2.
The news told me the other day that women don’t have the right to choose anymore. What? That just made me sick typing it out. I would never make my girlfriend have to choose which restaurant to go to.
I saw a report that said women make 20% less than men do. I got the flu when I read that. How could they make less than us? They’re just like us! If a girl worked in my department and she only made $80,000 dollars with benefits, I would need chemotherapy because I’d be so sick.
It is a cruel cruel world out there.
Poverty runs rampant.
I drove through LA and just looking at the homeless people made me sick. They were disgusting! Thank God I live in a 2-story, 3-bedroom 2-bath, in a really good neighborhood.
I saw a lady carrying weights on the sidewalk, and nobody offered to help her out! Luckily, I was there and since I’m pretty built, but not in a gross way, I could move them all super easily. And you know what’s the worst part? She didn’t even say thank you! She just yelled something about working out. Yeah right, I know women don’t lift weights.
Suicides are up, I guess. Probably because nobody has any friends or something. I wouldn’t know, I have a bunch of friends and they’re all super liberal and PC. But this isn’t about me.
It could be though. Even though it may seem like I have it all, a good social life, a great job (that pays triple figures), a great house, and a-rockin’ bod; I don’t have what matters the most: love.
I am not worried about it at all though, because all those other issues are so much more important to me.
I donate all the time to charities. One of my friends was like, “Woah man, that is so much money, no way those orphans need it more than you.”
But I just smiled and said, “I’d do anything for those in need.”
Plus, it wasn’t even that much of a cut, since, and I don’t know if I mentioned this, I make triple figures. I also work out a bunch and I am 6’2.
Sacrifice is my motto, sorry, not sorry, bout it.
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