KingofCards said:
So there is this guy at the Cards games that owns about 1/2 of the handicapped seats in front of the NEZ. Each game he sells the tickets to fans of the opposing team. None of them are ever handicapped. He claims he does this because he loves hearing us berate these people every game. I used to give this guy serious **** about it until he told me that and then I decided to leave him alone because it is fun to yell stuff like "being gay is not a handicap" at a different group of opposing fans every week.
Anyway, yesterday I was down there talking to this guy and I accidently kicked over his buddy's beer and he demands I buy him a new one. I say "f" you dude, I am not buying him ****. He says "Thats uncool man you should buy him a new beer." I say, "He's an idiot and shouldn't leave his beer sitting on the ground, especially when I am down here."
So my ethical question is this:
What should I yell at him next home game?
Sure, I've seen people like you before - but I had to pay an admission...
Hi there, I'm a human being! What are you?
I've seen more life in a down and out's vest.
You're red shirt goes well with your eyes...
Save your breath...You'll need it to blow up your date.
Shouldn't you have a license for being that ugly?
Calling you an idiot would be an insult to all the stupid people.
Folk clap when they see you...but they clap their hands over their eyes.
You're about as much use as a Betamax videorecorder
All day I thought of you....I was at the zoo.
I'd love to ask how old you are, but unfortunately I know you can't count that high.
You should learn from your parents mistakes - try using some birth control.
He does the work of three men: Curly, Larry and Moe
Next time you shave, try standing an inch or two closer to the blade.
If I was as ugly as you were, I wouldn't say Hi to folk, I'd say BOO!
You've got the perfect weapon against muggers - yer face.
You got a face only a mother could love...unfortunately she too hates it!
I heard that you went to the haunted house and they offered you a job.
Listen, are you always this stupid or are you just making a special effort today?
Sure, I'd love to help you out...now, which way did you come in?
Anybody who told you to be yourself simply couldn't have given you worse advice...
I heard you were so cool that you began teaching remedial classes at Cucumber college.
Well, they do say opposites attact...so I sincerely hope you meet somebody who is attractive, honest, intelligent, and cultured.
I heard that you changed your mind. So, what did you do with the diaper?
Why don't you slip into something more comfortable...like a coma.
You started at the bottom...and it's been downhill ever since!
I heard that you were a Ladykiller. They take one look at you and die of shock.
Is your name Maple Syrup? - Well, it damn well should be, you sap!
I know what sign you were born under...'RED LIGHT DISTRICT'
