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January 19, 2001

Oh, Get A Room!

Yes, I have returned once again to enlighten you all. After my travels through the Orient, discovering three new species of sea-dwelling fungus, and starting a chain of monkey-grooming/fried chicken companies, I have returned to college only to find something equally as ridiculous to rant about...PDA's.
For those of you not in the know, a PDA is a "public display of affection"; you know, where couples sit there on park benches, groping each other and swallowing each other's faces all for the enjoyment of passersby who whisper "aww, isn't that cute, they're so in love!" Yeah...bite me. Everywhere I turn around on this bloody campus, there are couples kissing each other, and holding each other; trying to be so cute that you just want to hurl on them, and beat them senseless with an iron maiden until they lay in a mass on the ground where they were once smooching on. Yesterday, I walked by a couple of my way home; just standing in the middle of the sidewalk, tongue-battling each other as if he were going off to war in the middle east, and she were setting sail for a religious mission in South America. Turns out, they only lived about a minute's walk between each other. Oh wow, two separate buildings! So far away from each other; I wonder when they'll get the chance to be together once again?! Perhaps five minutes later where they engage in more public nookie and rub it in the faces of the rest of us. Later that evening after I got over that initial shock, I was walking to the carryout in the adjoined building to get some roadkill (aka "caf food") only to glance through a window at some slutty chick and her geeky boyfriend making out in the stairwell. I hate these people. Maybe I'm just bitter because my boyfriend is about 1500 miles away, can't be with me, and I'm sick of having it rubbed in my face by a bunch of people who only care about jumping in the sack later on, and scrumping until their gizmos are raw. Who are only in the relationship for the chance to show off their "trophy" significant other, and say "lookie lookie, I'm getting some tonight, and you're all losers"...they all can go to hell, and take their filthy perverted public displays with them.

Posted by ladyx at January 19, 2001 02:16 AM

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Posted by: Thomas Cox at July 17, 2003 02:18 AM