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Why some people should be banned

There are several things in the world he cannot tolerate. Like those who say 'at the end of the world' and use the word 'literally' when it is not end of the world or literal. He will not stand for anyone who grinds their teeth. Or blows their nose loudly. He absolutely abhors anyone that casually mentions their trips abroad, totally out of context.

He: Would you like a drink?
Abhorable he/she: I was in Australia recently

There are other minor irritants like those who look over his shoulder while he's reading a newspaper. Those who sing along with a song in a movie hall. Anyone who cracks knuckles or writes poetry or describes themselves 'unique, complicated, bundle of contradiction' in their blog profile. But the worst, the undoubted worst, has got to be one who reads the Reader's Digest.

Comments

fieryblaster said…
that never explained why some people should be banned. think he is a bit intolerant. nothing more:)
Rohin said…
I read Reader's Digest! Well I used to during my time in the Algarve. But then what would you expect from someone who's such a unique and literal bundle of contradictions.
Shyam said…
awww.. i used to like RD - especially the ones from the 70s :)
Deepa said…
how can you not add "engima" to that list?
Anonymous said…
Hmmm ..I used to love RD too Shyam..:)
Laughter's the best medicine, humor in uniform etc... best thing to do when you're waiting for a doc's appointment or when you're waiting to get your hair cut :)

V
tilotamma said…
Or men wearing marudhani on their palms, fingertips etc. as oppsoed to their in soles
Suresh said…
Apropos the use of "literally"
check this article that appeared just a few days ago -

http://www.slate.com/id/2129105/?nav=mpp
LAK said…
Awww, I still like RD and subscribe to it-- can you elaborate on why 'he' is allergic to readers of RD?
tilotamma said…
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childwoman said…
ummm..I like to read RD....from the 80s
varali said…
Oh yes. Reader's Disgust. World famous.

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