The dangers of thuggin'
I don’t start fights, I merely travel the world preaching about the merits of the ancient martial arts until trouble finds me, since someone has to do it due to David Carradine’s untimely masturbatory passing. And here’s why you don’t go around looking for fights.
Here’s a life lesson for you: Men, women, it doesn’t matter…if there’s a guy you know who isn’t wearing a shirt outdoors and he’s not at the beach or a swimming pool, there’s probably no good that will come from you hanging out with him. In fact, I don’t know of any grander sign of douchebaggery than not wearing a shirt in places in which typically wear a shirt, though tribal tattoos and obscenely spiked hair are close seconds. And if you’re a guy who does this yourself, well, I’m sorry. Not about my assessment, because that is totally spot on, but I’m sorry that society has failed you. But maybe you should try harder.

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