Dead Horse Interchange

Wah, wah, wah, teh jawks are stealing my perfect Star Trek future by wanting to actually support their families and eat. Why can't they understand they need to die off so my superior intellect can breed instead? There are days in which I wish "Eugenics" hadn't been tainted as a science by racists and nazis. You call them weekdays.

And here's the link to someone else reading his book. Makes it more palatable.

A future his genes won't be part of because this fat shit isn't ever going to get any.

That's quite a future he envisions. I imagine a bunch of pissy vegan weaklings getting BTFO and eaten by bears and coyotes because physical strength is for right wing death squads, maaaaan.

He'll see a future like that play out almost perfectly, until the day that SA members Tyrone and Cleetus come knocking at his door, telling him that Schutzstaffelführer Billy-Bob has booked a train ticket for him and that it'd be a shame he'd miss his ride.
Or maybe grand mufti Muhammad Abd-Albin issued him a ticket and it'll be given to him by Yildirim Özmir and Mahmud Mahmud of the sharia police.
Doesn't matter what, his standards are purely subjective. Intelligence isn't but it's been relativized by himself if he claims his dumbass qualifies for it that it may as well be. But strenght is universal and a sign of health to boot. He'll get greeted by the kind of people he hates most in any and all cases.

Besides, a smart person doesn't suffer from self-inflicted beetus. Ever notice that there are no fat fuckers on Star Trek and that they don't talk about the latest movie and how that fat critic helped them understand it better? That might be a clue.

We already live in that world Blob, you just are a loser with no intellect so of course you amount to nothing even in your utopia

Blob wants to live in a world where robots do all the plumbing, factory work, construction and electric wiring as well. I guess he can use his perfect brain to levitate a fucking clog out of his goddamn toilet after he eats too much again.

rabidtictac wrote:Blob wants to live in a world where robots do all the plumbing, factory work, construction and electric wiring as well. I guess he can use his perfect brain to levitate a fucking clog out of his goddamn toilet after he eats too much again.

That's pretty much exactly what he wants, except with more space travel.

There's literally not utopian society were anything Blob contributes would have any kind of value. Unless the enlightened people of the future like to preserve the unfunny internet jesters of the present.

drisko wrote:And here's the link to someone else reading his book. Makes it more palatable.

Warning: Reading his writing for too long uninterrupted can cause brain damage. You just no whe is the kind of guy that loves the sound of his onw vocie despite not actually having much to say.

psychicpebbles did this for Blob :