Warning: Adult Satire. Adult situations.
There was once a man who went to a party full of rich freaks, because one of his friends invited him. He didn’t fit in, and no one gave him the time of day. Because, in the rich freak world it is all about them, their politics, social clicks, and the material things that feed their ego.
He walked over to the finger food table to get a snack before dinner, and some old rich freak asked him what he was doing there. He said that a friend had asked him to the party. The rich freak told him to get the hell out, because he didn’t belong there and wasn’t invited. The man wasn’t hurt or disappointed because the people at the party were a bunch of shallow, fake, selfish assholes. He was glad to leave.
His friend hadn’t even showed up anyway. He was about to walk out the front door of the party when his friend arrived. He told his friend what had happened, and she told him to stay. Well, they were just about to have dinner, and he was hungry so he said he would stay for dinner. His friend was delighted, and apologized for the old rich freaks behavior. Him and his Friend found their place at the table. They just happened to be sitting by the man that just told him a few minutes ago to get out.
The old rich freak man hissed at him and told him that he was going to call security if he didn’t get out. Well, this time the “man that didn’t belongs” friend was there, and told the old rich freak that he was with her. Well, the rich freak old man apologized, because the man’s friend was one of his biggest clients.
You see when money is involved people start getting nicer. It brings out the ass-kisser in every asshole. They ate dinner and the whole time during dinner the old man, and his wife made jokes about the man that didn’t “belong”—they talked about people like him not having health insurance, and about them having to support the lower and middle classes. The man knew this but kept his mouth shut. He knew that he would have the last laugh.
The old man’s wife and the old man had face work, botox and other age related cosmetic surgery enhancements. You see they wanted to stay young and be the fake “pseudo perfect” assholes that they had always been. They continued their jokes for most of the evening.
The man decided it was time for them to get what was coming to them. The man was tired of everyone at the table laughing at him, his friend told him to not listen to them. He felt some gas building in his ass. He knew if he let it build, he could blame the old man when the built up fart expelled with great magnitude from his ass. He would have the last laugh.
The man let the fart go. It was quiet…so silent (shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh)! The fart stunk up the room. The old rich freak man soon began to comment about it. The man know it was time for the old man to take the blame for the fart that he had just released into the world. The man had always believed in taking responsibility for his own actions, but this time the old rich freak would take the fall. The man told everyone that the old rich freak and his wife broke wind.
The old rich freak and his wife assured people that their crap didn’t stink. His wife went as far to say that evening that she didn’t break wind and either did her husband. Well, everyone’s eyes begin watering at the table, and a couple of people gagged and barfed up their dinner. Others ran for the nearest exit. The old man and woman ran as well. Even the man’s friend she ran for the door.
The man finished his dinner and then left. A couple of days later a magazine did an article on the farting incident. The old man begin to lose business, and lost all his accounts and business contacts. He and his wife had no money coming in and they lost all their cars and houses, and soon were penniless. They in the end had nothing.
They then knew what it was like to be poor, and lived unhappily ever after. The moral of this story don’t fuck with the middle class.
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