If one person I barely know tells me I'm a sadistic bastard, and twenty people, in my life, who actually know me, tell me I'm way too nice to people all the time, I go ask the twenty people how come I'm such a sadistic bastard.
But you know, though...I'm just fucking with them. When I do that.
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Why is it that the people who know you the least always want to judge you the most?
It does seem kind of odd, doesn't it? But really, those people are probably only the second-most judgmental, compared to the judge we all carry around inside.
All the nice people know they are ...
Apparently.
Mel.
Mel: Why would I listen to YOU?
Thanks for the reminder, though. Isn't it about time I posted that song again...??
(to clarify, I was not just giving dear Mel the brush-off - that was the next line in the song
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