"Alright ya fat wanka, what time ya wanna go?"
The two men had hands behind each other's backs, laughing as they walked through the mall.
"What kind of a friendship is that? How could they be so rude to each other? How dare they!" said a girl who had overheard the old pals' conversation, glaring at the pair with devilish eyes that radiated with a sense of entitlement, as if the world were indebted to her. She would later write on her blog which contained "random musings" that reflected her self proclaimed idiosyncratic personality of how deeply disturbed she was by the incident and preach; preach about how we should not encourage such behaviour, "bants", while appealing to, or should I say, forcing, her readers not to pursue such sad friendships, while providing them with a list consisting of the ill-defined term of "banter" as well as the highly anticipated and insightful approved and unapproved "bants". Yes, fat wanker is banned. What a surprise.
Off my chest:
I don't think I will add much to the discussion, but what I can say is that looking at such friendships with disdain without making the effort of holding back judgements is useless. What's even worse is how you try to force your own opinions down other people's throats. It is not your friendship, it is not your life, and you can't expect others to be like you. So before you start going around, trying to rewire everyone's brains to be the same as yours, think twice before you speak and write in order prevent offending others.
We are not you, so don't expect us to have similar opinions as you. Please, please think before you speak. You often complain about how others don't have filters for their mouth, yet you're quick to rattle off, offending others, including me, in the process. I've learned to accept that flaw, but it really is hard to shrug off your nasty remarks at times.
By the way, how one chooses to live their life is completely up to them, and you are in no place to judge. Please respect other people's lifestyle choices. In the event of anyone sharing their opinions and beliefs with you, the thing you should NOT do is to trample all over their views and kick dirt onto them. How would you feel if you made the courageous move to release the thing you held close to your heart, possibly under chains, never to see daylight again, out into the world because of a person whom you trust, only to have it scraped apart and shattered to pieces?
Sorry it's 5am I can't be bothered with grammar..
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