People who are "Easy going."
People who kiss my ass.
People that don't kiss my ass.

Those guys that set aside a certain amount of money every motherfuckin' week to buy worthless fuckin' lottery tickets, but don't got the guts to fight or even partially comprehend the unified field theory. GOLFERS, JOCKEYS, UNDERACHIEVING SHUTTLE CREW TAG-A-LONGS, FAITH HEALERS. Prognosticating empty-headed paddle-wheeling match-burning-at-both-ends, yet only half-witted or six ofth other side a mid-life crisis, building mole kills out of pipe dreams, and who are so massively self-deluded that they are barely capable of juggling life-sized alabaster oja boards just like the one the Rosenbergs ate at the Last Supper, or so they say.

Quite knowledgeable about some TV shows he has seen, or so it has been rumored in some circles. Knows that if he had to, he could esaily beat the fuck out of most inhabitants of the planet earth, 'cause he's bigger and 'cause he's a man. Doesn't have any problems with society's rules or any knowledge of them. He's a winner 'cause you are all losers. Sometimes you chave to cheat so the other guy can have a fair chance to lose. Wining isn't everything; it's my thing. Martyrdom is just a long way of spelling dumb.