You know how Karl Pilkington is a moron who says brilliantly daft **** that makes Ricky Gervais laugh like he's about to die? I feel that same way about my co-worker with severe brain damage who talks non-stop, a mile a minute, with no rhyme or reason as to what he'll be talking about from one sentence to the next. My favorite thing ever, as in actually ever, was when he was bitching hard all day about paying child support for two children and he just walks up to me and another co-worker and without any preamble says, "Them women got some nasty stuff in they drawers." We didn't react for a second, stopped dead for two more seconds, and just died. He's like my favorite person.
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Originally Posted by J.R.R. Tolkien
There is only one bright spot and that is the growing habit of disgruntled men of dynamiting factories and power-stations; I hope that, encouraged now as ‘patriotism’, may remain a habit! But it won’t do any good, if it is not universal.
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