More random shit (but, hopefully not as long as last time)...
I'm all about truth, right? (You best be sayin' "Right", right now...*ssel*-which means 'sidelong Sam Elliot look'. It does...I know. I made it up.)
Anyway...I am. Being lied about and to is something I've put up with just about enough of in my life. Lying is not something I do...much. I have to put it that way, because I do exaggerate and engage in hyperbole to get my point across, but, essentially, what I feel or think is what ya get.
I'm not really good with pussyfootin' around or beating around the bush or being very p.c. very often. I say what I'm about to think, usually. Sometimes, even I'm shocked by what comes outta my mouth.
But, even when I'm pointing out inherant stupidity, if you listen, you'll hear me using humor to make sense and whatever it is I'm saying, polite or not, is the TRUTH.
I like hearing the truth, too. Even if I don't like what you're saying, I still appreciate the truth of it. No matter what it is you feel a need to tell me, 10 to 1 I won't go the fuck off if whatever you're saying is the truth. You'll be in less trouble for the original thing, no matter how bad it is, as long as you don't lie. Or, if for some arcane reason you're compelled to lie, you 'fess up in an acceptable amount of time (measured in nano-seconds, by the way), I can even deal with that. But, to just fling lies around like cow chips and leave 'em there, stinkin' up the joint, is....wrong...unacceptable...something I choose not to have to deal with.
That said...wanna know what I'd really say to Liar Guy...if I ever speak to him again (and that I already know would do me no good at all)?
It'd go something like this:
Him: "Why don't you ever talk to me anymore?"
Me: "Siiiigh. Well, ya see Dude, it's like this. I can forgive a lot of shit from people, depending on who they are. BUT...one thing I cannot tolerate from ANYBODY, Jesus Himself included, is lying. Especially constant lying for no discernable reason. You know how you do that? (He does know, too, because he was seeing someone about it...) Well, after that last load you laid on me, I made a decision..."
(At this point, there would be a slightly puzzled look on his face as he tries to figure out which load I'm referring to. Seeing this, I'd tell him....)
"You remember...that Paint horse shit? Yeah...that. You started it a day or so before Gia died, then knew full well that she HAD died and continued with that shit, even going so far as to drag a second non-existant horse into it. What the HELL was that about? Jeezus, Dude. Well, after that, I decided that I'm NOT going to EVER be lied to by you again. IF the only way this can happen, and I'm convinced it is, is that you simply don't talk to me anymore, that's fine. I'd rather do that, than risk you lying to me again, it means THAT much to me. See, if ya lie to me one. more. time. I'll wind up hating you and the only person that'll affect would be Eric and that's not fair of me, so...I decided to head that off, before it even had a chance to happen. Understand? Now...if you decide you still want to try talking to me, without lying to me EVER AGAIN, that is your decision, but...you need to choose wisely and make an informed decision. Be informed that, if you DO keep talking to me and DO lie again...I will be forced to, basically, rip your balls off and then go back to this...my original arrangement of never speaking to you again....
It's up to you. But...I'd stick with my original idea, if I were you."
(Which is why I don't bother...) More truth later....
Peace
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