Someone posted this poster which appeared on my Facebook timeline. It is so hateful that I wrote a parallel to it.
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Here is the parallel version:
I have read this douche-bag poster on my friends wall. It is full of cliche and vomits full of "I am so nice. I am so caring." Screw it. I have written a parallel.
WARNING: not for faint hearted, retarded, show offs. Politically correct people may carry wet paper towel with them. NO. SERIOUSLY!! (don't grin like a monkey)
Turn off your TV, leave your house:
> It's fucking 3AM in freezing winter night, back home to find you were robbed.
Know your neighbors:
> Got punched in face for asking if he can tell you some about gardening, apparently he did not want people to know that he grows weed.
Look up when you are walking:
> Fell flat on face because you did not notice a fucking dog sized boulder
Greet People:
> when they are in the most awkward situation?
Sit on stoop:
> back in house your milk is boiled and overflowing; your newly born fell off the bed, into cat litter, face down
Plant Flowers:
> So that your neighbors' kids can burn them at night, and shout, "die, devil! DIEEE!!!"
Use Your Library:
> which has stinky smell, you are alone in it. Librarian hates you because now he cannot watch porno on free broadband.
Play Together:
> You buy the ball, you arrange the schedule. You arrange the transport. You are the one who searches ball when it get lost. When you find it, everyone has already gone.
Buy from local merchant:
> who sells half the quality available on Internet, at a price double than it says on the carton. Threatens you when you tell the truth.
Share what you have:
> It never comes back
Help a lost dog:
> it has three legs. Owners' decline to take it. You end up feeding it. And it killed your cat.
Take chidren to garden:
> Parents sue you for child abuse. You pay them with all your savings.
Garden Together:
> Your neighbors' grow weed, they plan to kill you and bury under those weeds. (You are anyway an useless person)
Support Neighborhood School:
> They decline to take your kid, because you were sued for child abuse. Though they knew you were innocent, because they were the ones who sued you to buy a Lamborgini.
Fix even if you did not break it:
> Because everyone blames you if something is broken. If you disagree they would sue you.
Have Potlucks:
> Because no one like to eat remaining of dog food of a three legged dogs that is lost and you have it.
Honor Elders:
> Because they are the ones who are organizing the community wide hate operations against you. If you don't, prepare for another meeting the court.
Pick up litters:
> Else they will be thrown to your face.
Read stories aloud:
> At 3AM, reading Fifty Shades of Grey near your hottest neighbor porch, will cause another jail.
Dance in the street:
> Another jail, for disrupting traffic
Talk to the mail carrier:
> Who known you are a loser.
Listen to the birds:
> because no one talks to you. You are a jobless, honorless, egoless, pathetic loner have plenty of time to listen to... whatever.
Put up a swing:
> which no one likes, because there are already tens of these and no one want to come close to a creep. You better use the ropes to hang yourself.
Help carry something heavy:
> Because you are suffering from arthritis and already survived two heart attacks... heavy lifting is all you should offer to help your 200 pounds weighing gym going gorilla like neighbor.
Barter for your goods:
> Exchange your voice activated home theater cum music station for coming Sunday church service, where community priest forces you to confess all the crimes that you never did; which he later spreads in the community with added shameful events that never happened, and you never told.
Start a tradition:
> that has only one follower: you!
Ask a question:
> never get answered; or heard.
Hire neighborhood:
> and gets into jail for harassment charges. Sell your furniture to settle outside.
Young people for odd job:
> 3 year olds for radio active experiments to nuke the neighborhood with exposure value greater than 30 Gray, without lead shields.
Organize a block party:
> and invite party pooping neighbors, who play with food.
Bake extra and share:
> Gets fed to receivers' pet. Who on planned death of the pet sues you.
Ask for help when you need it:
> And no body helps.
Open your shades:
> to let photograph you when you are naked and put it up on community wall.
Sing together:
> except the fact you are singing alone, and your three legged dog died because it could not bear it.
Share your skills:
> except that you have none.
Take back the night turn up the music/turn down the music:
> You have gone officially cuckoo. Everyone wish you die.
Listen before you react to the answer:
> because that's the only thing you can do.
Mediate a conflict:
> and get beaten by both the parties
Seek to understand:
> an asshole, a retard, a psycho, your dead dog...
Learn from new and uncomfortable angle:
> Pull out your Seven-six-two millimeter. Full. Metal. Jacket. This is your rifle, this is gun. This is for fighting this is for fun. Keep it next to your toilet seat.
Lace yourself with .223-caliber Ruger Mini-14 semi-automatic. Time to understand things from an uncomfortable angle.
Know that no one is silent, though many are not heard, work to change this:
> Come blasting out of your house, spray fire to anyone in vicinity until all your ammunition exhausts. Go back to your toilet. Know that no-one who is not dead is not silent. It's so cacophony that many are not heard. You have changed the community.. forever. Congrats!!!
Take your rifle next to the toilet. Put the barrel in your mouth. Feel how clean and cold it is. Press the trigger.
– Nishant
(click the image to see full glory)
Here is the parallel version:
I have read this douche-bag poster on my friends wall. It is full of cliche and vomits full of "I am so nice. I am so caring." Screw it. I have written a parallel.
WARNING: not for faint hearted, retarded, show offs. Politically correct people may carry wet paper towel with them. NO. SERIOUSLY!! (don't grin like a monkey)
Turn off your TV, leave your house:
> It's fucking 3AM in freezing winter night, back home to find you were robbed.
Know your neighbors:
> Got punched in face for asking if he can tell you some about gardening, apparently he did not want people to know that he grows weed.
Look up when you are walking:
> Fell flat on face because you did not notice a fucking dog sized boulder
Greet People:
> when they are in the most awkward situation?
Sit on stoop:
> back in house your milk is boiled and overflowing; your newly born fell off the bed, into cat litter, face down
Plant Flowers:
> So that your neighbors' kids can burn them at night, and shout, "die, devil! DIEEE!!!"
Use Your Library:
> which has stinky smell, you are alone in it. Librarian hates you because now he cannot watch porno on free broadband.
Play Together:
> You buy the ball, you arrange the schedule. You arrange the transport. You are the one who searches ball when it get lost. When you find it, everyone has already gone.
Buy from local merchant:
> who sells half the quality available on Internet, at a price double than it says on the carton. Threatens you when you tell the truth.
Share what you have:
> It never comes back
Help a lost dog:
> it has three legs. Owners' decline to take it. You end up feeding it. And it killed your cat.
Take chidren to garden:
> Parents sue you for child abuse. You pay them with all your savings.
Garden Together:
> Your neighbors' grow weed, they plan to kill you and bury under those weeds. (You are anyway an useless person)
Support Neighborhood School:
> They decline to take your kid, because you were sued for child abuse. Though they knew you were innocent, because they were the ones who sued you to buy a Lamborgini.
Fix even if you did not break it:
> Because everyone blames you if something is broken. If you disagree they would sue you.
Have Potlucks:
> Because no one like to eat remaining of dog food of a three legged dogs that is lost and you have it.
Honor Elders:
> Because they are the ones who are organizing the community wide hate operations against you. If you don't, prepare for another meeting the court.
Pick up litters:
> Else they will be thrown to your face.
Read stories aloud:
> At 3AM, reading Fifty Shades of Grey near your hottest neighbor porch, will cause another jail.
Dance in the street:
> Another jail, for disrupting traffic
Talk to the mail carrier:
> Who known you are a loser.
Listen to the birds:
> because no one talks to you. You are a jobless, honorless, egoless, pathetic loner have plenty of time to listen to... whatever.
Put up a swing:
> which no one likes, because there are already tens of these and no one want to come close to a creep. You better use the ropes to hang yourself.
Help carry something heavy:
> Because you are suffering from arthritis and already survived two heart attacks... heavy lifting is all you should offer to help your 200 pounds weighing gym going gorilla like neighbor.
Barter for your goods:
> Exchange your voice activated home theater cum music station for coming Sunday church service, where community priest forces you to confess all the crimes that you never did; which he later spreads in the community with added shameful events that never happened, and you never told.
Start a tradition:
> that has only one follower: you!
Ask a question:
> never get answered; or heard.
Hire neighborhood:
> and gets into jail for harassment charges. Sell your furniture to settle outside.
Young people for odd job:
> 3 year olds for radio active experiments to nuke the neighborhood with exposure value greater than 30 Gray, without lead shields.
Organize a block party:
> and invite party pooping neighbors, who play with food.
Bake extra and share:
> Gets fed to receivers' pet. Who on planned death of the pet sues you.
Ask for help when you need it:
> And no body helps.
Open your shades:
> to let photograph you when you are naked and put it up on community wall.
Sing together:
> except the fact you are singing alone, and your three legged dog died because it could not bear it.
Share your skills:
> except that you have none.
Take back the night turn up the music/turn down the music:
> You have gone officially cuckoo. Everyone wish you die.
Listen before you react to the answer:
> because that's the only thing you can do.
Mediate a conflict:
> and get beaten by both the parties
Seek to understand:
> an asshole, a retard, a psycho, your dead dog...
Learn from new and uncomfortable angle:
> Pull out your Seven-six-two millimeter. Full. Metal. Jacket. This is your rifle, this is gun. This is for fighting this is for fun. Keep it next to your toilet seat.
Lace yourself with .223-caliber Ruger Mini-14 semi-automatic. Time to understand things from an uncomfortable angle.
Know that no one is silent, though many are not heard, work to change this:
> Come blasting out of your house, spray fire to anyone in vicinity until all your ammunition exhausts. Go back to your toilet. Know that no-one who is not dead is not silent. It's so cacophony that many are not heard. You have changed the community.. forever. Congrats!!!
Take your rifle next to the toilet. Put the barrel in your mouth. Feel how clean and cold it is. Press the trigger.
– Nishant
2 comments:
Plant flowers comment takes the cake. Naishe how did you even think of it? Was it your childhood experience?
@Kaydee thanks for such a pleasant comment. Actually, I did not have to think at all. It's the push that this poster gave to my brain that my fingers automatically hover on the keyboard in precise keystrokes making grammatically incorrect diarrhea of words that anyone can comment on, if one survived with some of the gray material still in one's brain after the zombie attack that this poster makes. So, it was the easy part.
Was it my childhood experience? Naah. I never killed anything that cannot express itself. Burning a tree? Never! I am so environmentalist since birth. Instead, I was busy in killing pets, stoning kids who could not revert, but express the pain; spreading disinformation, fueling communal riots, and stuffs that gives longer pleasure than burning a tree. I had pretty healthy childhood.
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