Humans are supposedly the only creatures in this entire world who possess rational thinking. This means that we are capable of working through life with or without instinct, we can “think” (uh huh) thus are capable of advancing ahead. But we also possess another trait and that is the power of “bitching”. Originally decades ago bitch meant female dog then it later changed into “problem” but now thanks to the younger generation it has gotten a new meaning, bitch now means to complain, gossip and whine about someone/something.
And humans love to bitch… Who does not? Everyone likes to tallk about each other normally in the negative light to feel good about ourself or like in my case I like bitching because I want to keep myself occupied when I am cranky and bitching helps me understand life better (lol). Generally I am a big follower of Thumper’s dad (Bambi) to quote “IF you cannot say something nice, then don’t say anything at all” which I make sure to follow all the time but when I get cranky I can bitch for hours whether I have an audience or not.
I do not enjoy bitching so I refrain from it because in the end you are not doing anything productive when you bitch. BUT there are some things in life especially certain people whom you would like to personally bludgeon with a keyboard but due to financial and secuirty issues you cannot therefore you choose the lazy man’s way and that is to gripe away to glory. I personally bitch about stupid people, more stupid people and sometimes the situation I am stuck in. I can either be hilarious or just plain illogical when I start ranting, how do I know this? well whenever I rant I usually have an audience so their reactions tell me whether I am ranting good or rotten, i know for a fact that my family & friends have learned to shut their ears when I am ranting about decayed matter.
When they dread my cranky mood, the scene resembles that of Godzilla where people are fleeing as fast as they can away from the monster but instead of a 40-60 feet tall monster they are seen fleeing from a 5″3 feet tall midget. When you see people running away from you or dropping dead in front of you I think that is a sign enough that you should stop bitching right then and there.
Now if you excuse me, i need to bitch to some one about how I botched this post or maybe I might edit it some day. Till then happy bitching 
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You know, as much as I complain and moan about stuff, most of it is about nonsense anyway. So I can complain all I want
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