STUFF ABOUT IDIOTS

Stuff About Idiots

They loose count after three, whilst doing a project.
Idiots have been known to reach the count of 12, 10 for sure, maybe 15 . . .
But to an idiot, the count is only as good as it gets! Or why bother the count.

But to an idiot . . .It’s all ready thought out, in their heads. Meaning when you are thinking faster than you can get any of t out, they are coming to and ending, causing all to stop and do something different. To an Idiot . . .Although it is not all put down on paper , it is still finished in their minds.

Stuff About Idiots.

They feel that they always have to have

Reason
Understanding
Be processing information
Thinking up dumb stuff
Acting like fools at times.

Stuff about idiots is . . .They think, why, waste brain space other wise. This is my brain space that you are taking up, with your stuff . . .I don’t want your stuff, nor do i want to take up my brain space on your stuff.

But coming from an idiot this sounds pretty smart if you ask me . . .Best way to stay out of trouble. To an idiot this is the number one RULE . . .#1 . Mind your own business. #2 . Keep your mouth shut. #3 . keep your mouth and your mind shut.

IDIOTS SOMETIMES CAUSE HAPPENINGS

THESE HAPPENINGS ARE ONLY OF THE SILLY KIND . . .Stuff about idiots is . . .when any sort of happenings, happen, there must be somebody stupid in the room with them. As far as the idiot is concerned, everyone in the room was laughing right up until someone stupid in the room opened their mouth. Idiots do not fight, but can fight, they do their best to please the crowd not up-set the crowd. Besides . . .Thousands of people love to be around one idiot . . .You know . . .Every one laughs at an idiot. But not a bad guy/girl. Like who is laughing now boys, we got your sack and we’re chewing your bone . . To an idiot, this would cause the idiot to swallow brain space, thinking on how to get back what is theirs . . .To an idiot, they will always want their stuff, it’s hard, for an idiot to let go . . .Let go . .No! Let go you idiot, you are going to hit that tree . . .No! I don’t want to fall. Well you are going to fall when you hit that tree.

It’s hard to know what the idiot will do, will he let go or will he hit the tree and take the fall? Because the idiot thinks this is a good question too . . .The idiot will quickly play out scenarios, in their mind, on everything about to happen, if they don’t make a choise, on what is happening, either way, they are going to get hurt . . .So now, the idiot is weighing out the odds on which pain will be worse . . .The hit or the fall. Freaking idiot. He happens to be more concerned about the cloths, [pants], they took without asking.

HIT OR FALL

If hitting the tree, the left side of the body will travel to the right causing . . .Lots of damage. That does not look very nice in the mind.
If letting go and falling, what if the knee-bones, come ripping through flesh and now any hungry animal can smell blood for miles.
If the clothing, any damage to them, it would cause a fight or public humiliation.

STUFF ABOUT IDIOTS . . .The taking of the pants, is a major dilemma in both cases, [ Hit or fall], torn and or bloody, but which would be worse. Just let go.

A thing about an idiot is if you just start freaking out yelling in an insane manner, how is the idiot suppose to know what is going on. They don’t, what they tend to do is start processing all sorts of play acting for each thought hoping to choose the right thing to do. Which no doubt is save the pants at all cost. Time runs out for an idiot. JUMP . . .NO!

Sam is one of them there idiots . . .He is a good kind man with a kind heart and seems to do the wrong thing lots of times out of the goodness of his heart . . .Now he is sitting on the couch having brunch with an entity he knows not of . . .As far as he is concerned, it is a beautiful lost woman wearing his cloths, that came out of the wind. What man does not want a beautiful woman to show up on their doorstep. He gathered she was a bit strange due to something that happened to her whilst out and about by herself. So after he swallowed a mouth full of eggs and toast, he asked . . .Is there any family member that may be trying to find you. Does any one know you are lost? Is there anyone, you would like to call. What were you doing way up there in the first place.

She just laughed at him covering her opened mouth, so he would not see the food she was chewing. What’s so funny, he asked her . . .I would think that these set of questions are in order, when out of the blue a good-looking woman shows up on your door step wearing your cloths. What would you ask if it happened to you? She laughed more starting to sound off, little snorts. This made Sam get a little testy . . .I can’t see the humour in this but i guess you can . . .So how would you like to fill me in. He took a mouth-full of food and chewed and waited, looking at her. Little time passed as she brought her joyment down to a smile. She sat up and asked him this. Which question do you want me to answer and, do you ever stop talking long enough to get an answers? Sam sat and thought on what she said, he played it all out in his head . . .He could see images where he did indeed listen to answers and he does stop talking. Now she was waiting on him to response to her question . She chose not to wait she could tell by the look on his face he was deep in thought. She had to break him free so she asked . . .Why are you way out here by yourself . . .How do you know i am by myself? I don’t smell another woman and there is only one pair of shoes, and they are on your feet. He looked down at the shoes then back to her face. okay so you don’t like questions, i get that. I’m just saying someone is probably concerned, bout your where about. All she said was . . .Can i have some more of this. She pointed to an empty spot on her dish, looking only into his eyes. Very rare please, she whispered. He took the dish and left the room heading straight to the kitchen. Then he stopped and watched the clock, tic-toc.

This choise is not mine she said and she left the house.

Cleveland is tossing in his sleep and Saropia is mad.

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