It Snowed Last Night..
8:00 am: I made a snowman.
8:10 - A feminist passed by and asked me why
I didn't make a snow woman.
8:15 - So, I made a snow woman.
8:17 - My feminist neighbor complained about
the snow woman's voluptuous chest saying it objectified snow women everywhere.
8:20 - The gay couple living nearby threw a
hissy fit and moaned it could have been two snow men instead.
8:22 - The transgender man..women...person
asked why I didn't just make one snow person with detachable parts.
8:25 - The vegans at the end of the lane
complained about the carrot nose, as veggies are food and not to decorate snow
figures with.
8:28 - I was being called a racist because
the snow couple is white.
8:31 - The middle eastern gent across the
road demanded the snow woman be covered up .
8:40 - The Police arrived saying someone had
been offended.
8:42 - The feminist neighbor complained again
that the broomstick of the snow woman needed to be removed because it depicted
women in a domestic role.
8:43 - The council equality officer arrived
and threatened me with eviction.
8:45 - TV news crew from ABC showed up. I was
asked if I know the difference between snowmen and snow-women? I replied
"Snowballs" and am now called a sexist.
9:00 - I was on the News as a suspected
terrorist, racist, homophobe sensibility offender, bent on stirring up trouble
during difficult weather.
9:10 - I was asked if I have any accomplices.
My children were taken by social services.
9:29 - Far left protesters offended by
everything marched down the street demanding for me to be arrested.
Moral:
There is no moral to this story. It is what Marxist
Media has made us.
It is Difficult to Please Everyone.
A man and his son were once going with their
donkey to market. As they were walking along by his side a countryman passed
them and said, "You fools, what is a donkey for but to ride upon?" So
the man put the boy on the donkey, and they went on their way.
But soon they passed a group of men, one of
whom said, "See that lazy youngster, he lets his father walk while he
rides."
So the man ordered his boy to get off, and
got on himself. But they hadn't gone far when they passed two women, one of
whom said to the other, "Shame on that lazy lout to let his poor little
son trudge along."
Well, the man didn't know what to do, but at
last he took his boy up before him on the donkey. By this time they had come to
the town, and the passersby began to jeer and point at them. The man stopped
and asked what they were scoffing at.
The men said, "Aren't you ashamed of
yourself for overloading that poor donkey of yours -- you and your hulking
son?"
The man and boy got off and tried to think
what to do. They thought and they thought, until at last they cut down a pole,
tied the donkey's feet to it, and raised the pole and the donkey to their
shoulders. They went along amid the laughter of all who met them until they
came to a bridge, when the donkey, getting one of his feet loose, kicked out
and caused the boy to drop his end of the pole. In the struggle the donkey fell
over the bridge, and his forefeet being tied together, he was drowned.
Try to please everyone, and you will please
no one.
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