So this weekend me and my beautiful lady friend Crystal met a couple guys while we were walking along Mission Beach. One seemed completely normal and the other was the fucken-worst-of-the-worst-trust-fund-babies I have ever met. I wanted to puke all over his huge diamond ring, in his grey goose drink, on the windows of his beach house, on his 2 black BMWs and even smear my puke on his perfectly over plucked eye brows. ANYWAY, you get the point. I didn’t like him. Of course politics came up, somehow it always does when a Harmon’s around. And OF COURSE the-fucken-worst-of-the-worst-trust-fund-babies-I-have-ever-met was a republican, no surprise there. Ewwww. The other guy had a problem w/ Obama being a “Muslim”. First of all, he is not. His father and step-father were. And second of all, who gives a flying fluck! The percent of Muslims who are terrorists must be around .001%. Give me a freakin break!
I wanted to flick them off and tell them that they are the reasons the world feels so sour about Americans. But instead I tried really, really hard to keep my temper down and argued/discussed with them about their statements. I think I got through to the one who didnt like Obama. He told me he would check him out and keep an open mind. Then again maybe he was just trying to get in my pants. Don’t worry Mom, I dont sleep w/ republicans or idiots.
I’ve unfortunatey met a lot of people like this w/ differing views on the world and I can admit I have a really hard time keeping an open mind towards them. Once I hear the “R” word, I gag and then ask “well, that’s ok but did you vote for Bush?” Funny when you can get along w/ someone so well until you find out they voted for the devil.