Grade School Assembly. A student with a severe hearing disablity does his best to deliver a report on Texas history with visual aides. Word got around during the presentation that we were to just mime clapping because it really wouldn't matter much anyway. It turned out to be cruel, a few morally upright students didn't partake and the teacher of course clapped, but for the most part it was a sick joke.

doesn't sound sick to me. what's the big deal?

I thought it was funny - a good sight gag: this poor kid beaming with pride looking out into an audience who are actually just miming. On a deeper level - I think it's important that we as a culture - even as a species - never lose the ability to regard those who are different with, at the very least, ridicule, but ideally with loathing or hatred. Without this instinct, culture will simply erode from within. It is also morally upright. The students who had not taken part in the joke above were not upright, but instead were showing the weakness of empathy or compassion - "how would i feel if I were him", essentially. Compassion is the termite eating away at the structure of society. For where does it end? I find insidious the growing infiltration of the handicapped - the substandard, as I prefer - into Society. Beyond being an eyesore and annoyance, they are costing us money. Concessions being made in the way of ramps and other architectural rapes, phone services for the deaf, Braille menus and such for the blind, aren't cheap. Next time you see a guy in a wheelchair, slash his tires.

oh shut up!

If this is supposed to be funny it,s not,I can tell you,re crippled...inside.

Ever actually read any Nietzsche? Poseur Loseur.

I apologize in advance. I have developed an intense antipathy towards really bad readings of Nietzsche. It is actually affecting my sense of humour. And I probably should have said something like: did you read more than those 3 paras of Nietzsche you were assigned as a freshman?

That apology isn't in advance. It's post facto. Unless you've got something really offensive still planned...

I was, in fact, apologizing in advance of the responses I expected to receive.

Weak-minded fools, all of you.

Oh learn to fucking spell (or type)!

Except for Nate. I'll bet he's a Nazi.

droopy, go kick his ass!

Well, it is pretty well established through sane and objective (and now 3rd party) sources that he's anti-semitic.

he's also mean to small furry animals.

oh shit.....nate+nazi=L..L..Lu.........oh hell i can't say it

Ich trete Sie in den Beeren.

ich liebe beeren

Kirschen, wielleicht?

Cherry beer sux.

Smoken Kracken?

Ich, auch, d00d!

Bier?

i ihre mutter besitzen.

My momma could sooooo kick your ass.

richt naten bier....ich liebe Spaten

So you love both berries and spades?

i love beer, specifically Spaten..i first thought beeren was beer, and then nate helped me out with bier, that seemed logical and to ring a dusty bell. now i am all confused. High school german up in smoke...... i love Spaten beer.

Fuck the Krauts

ich habe eine katze in meine hosen.

How do you say "chatte mouillee" in German?

I wish I knew more German.

Ask Tristan to teach you.

hey, i've got something i want one of you french speakers to translate. it's from book two of gargantua and pantagruel by rabelais. there's this character named panurge, see, and he has an enormous codpiece. he's fallen in lust with a parisian lady and sets about to woo her by offering her: "...a bout of fun together, at the up and down game. For" (showing his long codpiece) "here's Master John Thursday, who will play you a jig that you'll feel in the marrow of your bones. He's a sprightly fellow, and he is so good at finding all the cracks and quirks and special spots in the carnal trap that after him there is no need of a broom." those french sure know how to talk. anyway, after that it's interesting to see this exchange a page later: "Go away," she said, "go away. That is no affair of mine. Leave me alone to say my prayers." "But," he said, what does *A Beaumont le Vicomte* remind you of?" "I have no idea," she replied. "Of, *'A beau cont le vit monte'*....." the footnote to the french text reads: "A most indelicate pun, quite untranslatable." translate it.

for a beautiful cunt, the cock rises I think

merci beaucoup.

I'm listening to my university's radio station (I just today found out we had one) and it really really Really sucks. It's all rap and techno-rock stuff. There aren't even any funny DJ's.

The lovely and talented Cyst is correct.

never doubted her for a second. wouldn't have accepted another answer, anyway.

Looks good, Cyst. I know "con" is slang for dumbass, pussy etc. And "vit" probably became "bite" -- modern slang for dick. Droopy, was it spelled "cont" or "con" in your text?

i posted the french letter for letter. i figured i should at least make sure that was right. i'm happy with cyst's answer; and if you kids come up with something different, i don't wanna know about it. i want to leave the cunts beautiful, the cocks rising, and everything right in the world.

Isn't that one of those old Irish toasts?

may the cock rise to meet you. heute abend heute abend gibt mir ein lowenbrau.