Lethal Overdose
Regular Member
Here's a parable of how I view an anti.
Hypothetically speaking, suppose I had a terrible nightmare one night. In my dream, I was just sitting down at my favorite fast food resturant with my order of 1 double hamburger. That double hamburger's aroma and texture were absolutly tantalizing. I immediatly raised the big juicy double pattie sandwich to my mouth.
Before I could take a bite, I noticed a glint of white between the two patties. Upon closer inspection, I noticed that there were a whole row of hard, white objects between the two beef patties. Could it be bone, I wondered? Unfortunately, before I could decide what the white objects were, I learned the hard way. While still holding the burger close to my face, the two patties began to split apart. It was then that I realized what the row of hard, white objects were. They were teeth!
My delicous, juicy burger was really a living creature that wanted to eat me! Before I could react, the thick, juicy double cheesburger opened it's big, meaty mouth filled with dozens of razor sharp teeth and made a lunge for my throat!
The burger latched onto throat and tore a massive, jagged hole. My throat was bleeding so bad that within seconds, I felt dizzy from the massive blood loss and fell onto the cold tile floor. It felt as if the cold, hard floor was draining the very warmth right out of my body. I tried to get up, but I just felt too weak. I starting feeling very cold. My world started to fade away. Now everything is black and the whole world is quiet.
Suddenly, I heard a strange buzzing sound that wouldn't go away. It was a rhythmatic buzz buzz BUZZ BUZZ that just got louder and louder. I realized that it was my alarm clock. I opened my eyes and realized that it was only a dream.
Even though the killer man-eating double cheeseburger was only a figment of my imagination, the thought of a hamburger still gives me chills. Although it is 100% impossible for a cheeseburger to jump out of the wrapper and start killing people, I'm still deathly terrified of them. I don't care if they really are a figment of my imagination. I don't care that hamburgers are inanimate objects. I won't even consider just staying away from hamburgers. I am so afraid of killer hamburgers that I want to eradicate them completly.
Even though I am the one with a strange phobia, I want everyone to conform to me so I can feel comfortable. Not only will I force them to conform to my rediculous demands whenever I run in to someone enjoying a hamburger, I will actively seek them out. I'm going to go to every fast food place I can find and demand that they stop selling hamburgers so that I can feel comfortable. I will do the same whenever I go to any resturant that has hamburgers on the menu. I will also harrass any people enjoying hamburgers while grilling, eating at a resturant, or even cooking hamburgers in their own home. Heck, I might even look for pro-hamburger websites on the internet just so I can insult them and tell them they should stop eating hamburgers.
In my mind, this is a perfect example of your average gun grabbing anti.
Someone that is frightened of an inanimate object that might just jump out and start murdering everybody.
I would continue, but I'm beginning to feel a bit hungry. I think I'll have a nice, juicy double hamburger.
Hypothetically speaking, suppose I had a terrible nightmare one night. In my dream, I was just sitting down at my favorite fast food resturant with my order of 1 double hamburger. That double hamburger's aroma and texture were absolutly tantalizing. I immediatly raised the big juicy double pattie sandwich to my mouth.
Before I could take a bite, I noticed a glint of white between the two patties. Upon closer inspection, I noticed that there were a whole row of hard, white objects between the two beef patties. Could it be bone, I wondered? Unfortunately, before I could decide what the white objects were, I learned the hard way. While still holding the burger close to my face, the two patties began to split apart. It was then that I realized what the row of hard, white objects were. They were teeth!
My delicous, juicy burger was really a living creature that wanted to eat me! Before I could react, the thick, juicy double cheesburger opened it's big, meaty mouth filled with dozens of razor sharp teeth and made a lunge for my throat!
The burger latched onto throat and tore a massive, jagged hole. My throat was bleeding so bad that within seconds, I felt dizzy from the massive blood loss and fell onto the cold tile floor. It felt as if the cold, hard floor was draining the very warmth right out of my body. I tried to get up, but I just felt too weak. I starting feeling very cold. My world started to fade away. Now everything is black and the whole world is quiet.
Suddenly, I heard a strange buzzing sound that wouldn't go away. It was a rhythmatic buzz buzz BUZZ BUZZ that just got louder and louder. I realized that it was my alarm clock. I opened my eyes and realized that it was only a dream.
Even though the killer man-eating double cheeseburger was only a figment of my imagination, the thought of a hamburger still gives me chills. Although it is 100% impossible for a cheeseburger to jump out of the wrapper and start killing people, I'm still deathly terrified of them. I don't care if they really are a figment of my imagination. I don't care that hamburgers are inanimate objects. I won't even consider just staying away from hamburgers. I am so afraid of killer hamburgers that I want to eradicate them completly.
Even though I am the one with a strange phobia, I want everyone to conform to me so I can feel comfortable. Not only will I force them to conform to my rediculous demands whenever I run in to someone enjoying a hamburger, I will actively seek them out. I'm going to go to every fast food place I can find and demand that they stop selling hamburgers so that I can feel comfortable. I will do the same whenever I go to any resturant that has hamburgers on the menu. I will also harrass any people enjoying hamburgers while grilling, eating at a resturant, or even cooking hamburgers in their own home. Heck, I might even look for pro-hamburger websites on the internet just so I can insult them and tell them they should stop eating hamburgers.
In my mind, this is a perfect example of your average gun grabbing anti.
Someone that is frightened of an inanimate object that might just jump out and start murdering everybody.
I would continue, but I'm beginning to feel a bit hungry. I think I'll have a nice, juicy double hamburger.