Hey Look! We reached a new low, America!

That's right! We've taken it down a notch! How on earth did we manage that, you ask? Well simple, just check out this place, which makes coffins for extra large people. That's right, No more cutting up grandma to fit her in the coffin! You can just tuck that big bitch in one big coffin! Glory Hallelujah!

 

I wonder if the family has to buy two plots for granny like they do on the airplanes?

 

I suggest rolling all Goliath candidates into balls of 500, freezing and stockpiling them as counter-meteor defences. Here's Arthgon's chance to go off on an apocalyptic tangent. Seriously though, this is just embarrassing for everyone.

Been a while since I last played Starcraft. Thank you, fatties, you served a purpose.

 

Nowhere does it say that it's for fat people, you dummies. Obviously, it is for couples who want to be buried alive with their partner when they die. Quasimodo uses this.

 

Are you kidding? We can suck all their fat out, and burn it off, creating a nearly perpetual supply of energy!

 

By saying they serve the Oversize community they are being polite about saying they specialize in caskets for two types of people: The morbidly obese, and giants. Their coffins come in up to 56 inch width and up to 8 feet in length.

Here's a quote from the about us section: “Boys, I’m gonna go home and build oversize caskets that you would be proud to put your mother in.” I guess they had a big momma.

 

I've always wanted to be food when I die. I could be soylent green lite.
The fat people could be the soylent version of bacon.

 

The entitlement mentality in this country never ceases to amaze me.

This is one of the dumbest things I've ever read. I have yet to find a career advancement office that makes a guarantee that they will find a graduate a job. They do, however, guarantee that they will teach you skills to make resumes more appealing to potential employers, how to conduct yourself in an interview, set up mock interviews to practice, and more. According to this it seems she's upset they didn't get a job for her, despite the fact that she put in the minimal effort required by going to the e-recruiting page. She doesn't say if she followed through with calls or emails to the businesses. Apparently, it's everyone's responsibility but hers to ensure she obtains a job.

As an employer why would I wish to hire somebody with a C+ average when I can hire somebody whose grades reflect a greater degree of effort and/or mastery?

 

Eh, they have that crap here also. Businesses have been educating their managers on how to deal with and accomodate immature bastards that will sadly be the majority of the work force in the coming years. I'm not sure how I'm going to keep my job when I have to "accomodate" spoilt brats who expect to get paid without actually working. I blame parents and the government for making it illegal to commit justified homicide.

 

Damn straight.

When I worked a two-week placement from highschool, I was always being reminded I could take breaks. Then there was someone from another school who did next to nothing, and just wanted the day to be over. I got paid, she didn't.

Thought of those types makes me want to retire before I've properly begun. How sad.

 

It pisses you off as well? Good thing it's just not in my head. I think we now know why intelligent and usually sane people just suddenly and sporadically become stupid, crazy, and climb clock towers with rifles.

 

Being pissed off comes naturally to those able to string together an intellectual trail of thought in this day and age. When you look at the fact that I sit next to a bimbo in my literature class who's guaranteed a place working in her uncle's solicitors office, no matter her results, you start to wonder. We're talking grade B whore-around material with a face like bag of spanners, or wrenches if you'd prefer. And people wonder why I carry around a hip-flask of daily changing spirits.

There's quite a choice of clock towers around here, but the firearms are few and far between. I'm sure I can put my creativity to other means of berserkery. I like that word. I'm adding it to my dictionary. Thread derailment? I beg to differ. I'm sure one fatty would happen to roll on by during the beserkery, then you have yourself one Goliath candidate right there.

Can't ramble my way out of a tl;dr argument, though.

 

Damn....
Watching Eastwood movies...I only wish Clint was everyones dad.
Clint would solve all societal problems...especially given we're all rather ugly.

 

If Clint Eastwood was everyone's Dad, there'd be no such thing as emo whingers. I'm all for it.

 

I'd be willing to wager that most family trees split only so long before coming back together. It's all incest eventually.

 

Just ask Lot and Noah.

 

The sentiment amuses me.