Quote Originally Posted by eddievanzant
Last year, while my class were being forced to watch Napolean Dynamite, I said, "Hey that's the dude from Reno 911," after seeing "Kip Dynamite." It turns out the person who plays Trudy Weigel's boyfriend is someone else, one Kyle Dunnigan, but that's regardless. After I said that, some evil anorexic prep scum of the universe bitch who had the intelligence of a frog who I would never consider worthy of being in the same auditorium as me says, "You're the only one who watches that show." Statements like that make me stumble with my words due to the numerous fallacies in it (not only is it not true, but even if it were, that doesn't matter), so I replied with, "Well, you're ugly." Then her equally scummy friend turns around and says something that was completely impossible to reply to: "What's your excuse?"
This little incident hinders my ability to watch Reno 911 without being reminded of that stupid bitch. What's wrong with me? Not only is Reno 911 critically acclaimed, but it's very popular. Maybe none of her retarded friends enjoy high-brow comedy (like Reno 911 is high-brow...). Even if it were true, I don't care; do I? Is there any way I can disconnect the thought Ms. Stupid Bitch from the act of watching Reno 911?
I don't like how association can ruin good things. Another instance is this: I was once taken to a bar that had a local band that played CR songs. When they played "Feel like makin' love" by Bad Company, my mom's retarded friends started humping each other, and I can't listen to the song anymore. Does anyone have enough intelligence in the psychiatric field to help me? This bugs the shit out of me.
Just watch the show, and think of how stupid she is every time you laugh. That show's hilarious. :smokin: