How to politely tell someone they are stupid?
Wisdom has been chasing you, but you have always been faster.
Anonymous
How to politely tell someone they are stupid?
Wisdom has been chasing you, but you have always been faster.
Anonymous
Even if I knew that tomorrow the world would go to pieces, I would still plant my apple tree.
Anonymous (Spinoza / Martin Luther/ Martin Luther King)
As a millennial, this is not even remotely true. Arbitrary ways of separating generations, classes, and ethnicities are the worst thing that’s ever happened to the world. We keep being told one generation is the worst, and it’s all bollocks. It’s designed to keep us from looking at the true enemy. The people who don’t have our best interests at heart. As long as we’re distracted by fighting among ourselves, we’re too busy to actually do anything meaningful to stop it. And we’ll all continue to hate each other.
Anonymous
Jika tanganmu belum bisa membantu orang lain, setidaknya jangan gunakan mulutmu untuk merendahkan orang lain.
Anonymous
Life is a comedy to those who think, a tragedy to those who feel.
Judge: I sentence you to the maximum punishment…
Me: (Whispering) Please be death… please be death…
Judge: Learn Java.
Me: F*ck!!!

I found my son hanging from a rope in his bedroom.
On the floor was a note saying, “I can’t stand the critism anymore.”
I quickly cut him down, gave him CPR and he started to breathe.
As he lay in my arms, I saw his eyes slowly open and I said, “That’s not how you spell criticism.”
Warning: NC-17
Harry and his wife are having hard financial times, so they decide that she’ll become a hooker.
She’s not quite sure what to do, so Harry says, “Stand in front of that bar and pick up a guy. Tell him that you charge a hundred bucks. If you got a question, I’ll be parked around the corner.”
She’s standing there for 5 minutes when a guy pulls up and asks, “How much?”
She says, “A hundred dollars.”
He says, “All I got is thirty.”
She says, “Hold on,” and runs back to Harry and asks, “What can he get for thirty?”
“A handjob,” Harry replies.
She runs back and tells the guy all he gets for thirty dollars is a handjob.
He agrees. She gets in the car. He unzips his pants, and out pops this HUGE…
She stares at it for a minute and then says, “I’ll be right back.”
She runs back to Harry and asks, “Can you loan this guy seventy bucks?”
/ˈwenzdā,ˈwenzdē/
noun
1. Still not Friday
When I was a kid, Santa gave me a lump of coal. The next year, I poisoned his cookies. Somehow the bastard found out and killed my dad.