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i know a guy lets call him IB for inv banker. IB wanted to game around and get pussy, one day IB and me sat in my living room and he voiced this concern of his. Knowing he's a logical guy i recited the math to him. More you meet mroe the chances of you getting lotsa pussy. IB voiced his lack of confidence, i made him do some secret FBI classified shit which made him feel great. and hold your breath, who would've thought in their "wank carmen electra from ten years ago" dreams, he actually satrted going to clubs regularly and went out with two chicks (who i later found out were from his office,yikes !).
Back to now. He just got married to a girl selected by his parents coz his family needed a joyous occasion like this to feel an enlightened sense of happiness (read: i cant get pussy). I have always realised that 99% people walk around in a hazey daze. and now i pondered over what is called a successful life if you are in such a daze ?
- you pass outta school/college with flying colors
- don't get into trouble
- dont do drugs/alchohol
- don't shoot panda's/litter your town,
- get a good job/fat salary
- get married (shudder !!)
- spread your seed/make babies
- provide for your wife and babies
- grow kids/ make them into "model" citizens
- be cliche / Fit in the crowd
- accumulate money, houses/cars/goods
- celebrate a few days (b'days, festivals) with frends family
- be nice to everyone (contrary to 'be real')
- retire with shitloads of money at 60 and enjoy life (wtf)
So wtf ? you start enjoying life when you are 60 +. isn't it unfair is all i ask ?
No matter WTF happens. 60 will never be the new 20.
1 comment:
Amen!!
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