October 3, 2014
Maybe some people have time in their lives for people who can't express themselves without fumbling all over their words the way a circus clown trips over his enormous shoes, but I don't. I have absolutely no patience for people whose ages are in the double digits who can't string together a coherent sentence to save Dick or Jane's life or whose every other word is a droned "uh" or "um" or "like" or any other nonsensical filler. Just because I'm not shouting, "Jesusfuckingchrist, just SPIT IT OUT, SPIT IT OUT, SPIT IT OUT!!!" doesn't mean I'm not thinking it.