Me vs. Emos

May 18th, 2006

DISCLAIMER: I do not hate emos. I'm only referring to two individuals out of a fandom. Have a nice read.

I was distributing newspapers during 7th period today in the lunch room (which, yes, has new cartoons in it that I will post. There are a bunch of people that sit in the corner of the commons everyday, wel away from the tables. Some of them look distinctly goth.

The following conversation is paraphrased, but NOT exaggerated.

ME: (In a joking manner) Alright, emos, who wants the last paper?
EMO BITCH #1: Excuse me? Did you just call me emo?!
ME: (obviously not knowing that it's only okay if fellow emos call themselves emos, but not is others refer to them as such.) ...
EMO BITCH #1 Omigawd, do you even know what emo means, like, you don't even fucking know us! What makes you think that we're REMOTELY emo?!
ME: (quoting Encylopædia Dramatica) heavy eyeliner...studded belt...
EMO BITCH #1 So, eyeliner AUTOMATICALLY makes you an emo?!
Omigawd, you don't even fucking know us; emos are pathetic! (NOTE: Her face was CAKED in eyeliner. And I think some of the guys wore some.)
ME: (continuing list) ...overreactive...
EMO BITCH #1 (to Emo Bitch #2) Hey, check this out! This guy called us emos!
EMO BITCH #2 Dude, you don't even fucking know us!
ME: You want the damn paper or not?

The conversation ended with me flashing a "shocker" and walking away. Cue YTMND.

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