Today I learned a valuable lesson that should be of use to me over the course of my life, and the lesson was this: Old, crabby teachers do NOT like jokes about rape. I had another "altercation" with my Physics teacher today, the very same instructor that took away my god damn Goldfish. It was study hall, and I was just goofing off as usual, when I found some tweezers. I started playing with them and was trying to tweeze this girl named Jenny's eyebrow (http://www.xanga.com/TiCkaLiShLaOsGuH). She wasn't mad at me or anything; she was just laughing. Mrs. Lindsey being the bitch that she is, called me up to her desk. The room was pretty quiet at the moment, and most people were listening to Satan as she scolded me.
Satan: "Why were you doing that?"
Me: "I was just messing around."
Satan: "But she told you to stop."
That's when I got the brilliant idea to make a reference to rape. To that I decided to say, "But when it comes to girls, no means yes." Most people in the classed seemed to think it was funny, especially me, but Mrs. Lindsey was, shall we say, less than enamored with my comment. In fact, she stood up with her fists clenched, and chased after me. I ran to the back of the room, and she told me to go out in the hall. Once out there, she came out asking me if I realized how horrible a thing I had said (which I agreed with, but it was still pretty funny). She threatened to take me to an administrator and get me in trouble for sexual harassment. Luckily, I got off with nothing more than a talk from the teacher. Ah, good times.
This reminds of a joke that is demeaning to women:
Q: What do 20,000 battered women have in common?
A: They just don't fucking listen.
My mom believes I look down on women, that I'm going to grow up to be abusive or something. Obviously, my mother doesn't know me at all. I just like a hilarious joke. I make fun of every group of people there is. In fact, I make fun of myself more than anyone, except black people, but they don't count (notice how that was a JOKE). In reality, I'm nicer to girls than anyone else. I'm probably too nice to girls. People tell me all the time that it's a flaw of mine. Could it be that my flaw is not having respect for women? Naaa.
Satan: "Why were you doing that?"
Me: "I was just messing around."
Satan: "But she told you to stop."
That's when I got the brilliant idea to make a reference to rape. To that I decided to say, "But when it comes to girls, no means yes." Most people in the classed seemed to think it was funny, especially me, but Mrs. Lindsey was, shall we say, less than enamored with my comment. In fact, she stood up with her fists clenched, and chased after me. I ran to the back of the room, and she told me to go out in the hall. Once out there, she came out asking me if I realized how horrible a thing I had said (which I agreed with, but it was still pretty funny). She threatened to take me to an administrator and get me in trouble for sexual harassment. Luckily, I got off with nothing more than a talk from the teacher. Ah, good times.
This reminds of a joke that is demeaning to women:
Q: What do 20,000 battered women have in common?
A: They just don't fucking listen.
My mom believes I look down on women, that I'm going to grow up to be abusive or something. Obviously, my mother doesn't know me at all. I just like a hilarious joke. I make fun of every group of people there is. In fact, I make fun of myself more than anyone, except black people, but they don't count (notice how that was a JOKE). In reality, I'm nicer to girls than anyone else. I'm probably too nice to girls. People tell me all the time that it's a flaw of mine. Could it be that my flaw is not having respect for women? Naaa.
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