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Guess all you want

For I’ll probably never tell,

But if you’re feeling like this shoe fits,

Then you’re probably wearing it very well.

Dear Pompous Ass,

Why do you have to bash everyone that doesn’t think like you?  Or, doesn’t agree with you?  Or, doesn’t live like you?  What is it that makes you so right?

How can you tell someone else how to live?  Or, what they should be?  Or, how they should behave?  Or, what they should think?  Do you really have all the right answers?

The worn out, obsolete, repressed mentality you display provides only criticisms without any viable solutions.  You expect everyone to listen but you have nothing constructive to say.  You want accolades and the benefits of successes just because of your existence, and yet you get smug pleasure in failures with no responsibility to their cause.  Is your life really that charmed?

You demand respect, but you give none.  Just because you add “please” and “thank you” when you tell someone to basically eat shit, choke and die, although proper etiquette, it is not respect.  You listen to no one as everyone is far less than you.  As you see it, our common, mediocre existences are nothing in comparison with just your mere presence.  What have you done that makes you so special?

We see that you are a legend in your own mind.  Your delusions of grandeur cannot hide the fact that you are nothing more than another turd floating alongside the rest of us in the toilet bowl of humanity.  No matter how much hot air you fill yourself with it will never be enough to keep you from going down the drain when the flush handle gets pulled.  Gravity is funny like that when you really can’t fly.

Sincerely,

The Astounded