Hey, Faggot:
Hey, SISF:
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Hey, is everybody as excited as I am about Independence Day opening at theaters everywhere next week?! I don’t usually fall for Hollywood hype–really I don’t. I don’t like action movies, and I hate science fiction. But I have fallen for the hype this time–and I can’t get up! I’m even taking July 3 off work so I can see Independence Day before any of my friends. It’s the trailer that did it. Have you seen it? Oh, my God–it is so amazing. These big motherfucking alien spaceships come to earth and start blowing shit up, and the people of earth–our defenses lowered by a steady stream of “nice” alien propaganda, from E.T. to Alf to Third Rock From the Sun–are, understandably, a little shocked by this hooligan behavior. Pro-alien propagandists would have us believe that aliens are our friends, that when they do show up they’re going to give us some nicey-nicey pointers about cutting greenhouse gases, or teach us a valuable lesson about family values or product placement (Reese’s Pieces), or star in a sitcom. Oh, no: they’re comin’ to blow shit up first, and anal probes second. In Independence Day, the aliens aren’t intergalactic goodwill ambassadors–they’re more like, well, Germans. Man, I can’t wait!
He seems to just want to show us who’s boss. It’s so typical of management to focus on the petty-ass shit rather than focusing on running the office more efficiently or maintaining good morale. Please let me know your feelings on this. –Questioning Authority
You know, it’s June and there’s lots of queer-pride stuff going on, so now would be a good time to come out and everything. Really, you’ll be glad you did, and you really don’t have any other choice. Go see a counselor and force yourself to talk about the “personal stuff.” After all, that’s what they’re there for–people don’t go to counselors to talk about the weather. Or the movies.
