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Pavlov's Frog writes: I once spent 20 minutes with my eyes closed to see what it was like being blind. I smashed my knee on the kitchen cupboard, and decided I'd be better off deaf as you can still watch television.

(, Thu 24 Jul 2008, 12:00)
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Back when I was a student, I was exceptionally liberal and 'right on' - always defending the rights of women, immigrants and spackers (I believe 'retards' was the correct term at the time). So militant was I, in fact, that I decided to spend a week living as a spacker to get a real sense of how it was.

I borrowed a wheelchair from a local cripple and I was away, wheeling down the street and affecting a kind of deranged, gibbering expression with some swinging strands of drool around my chin. First stop was the post office, where I was unable to see the teller and order a stamp due to my 'disability'. I gurned and moaned, dribbled and tossed myself inert from the chair to the floor - but they still didn't guess I needed a first class stamp to the Channel Islands (as was my intent). It was a flagrant abuse of the rights of a retard and I was quick to point this out to them as they helped me back into the chair. Unfortunately, as they realised my idiocy was fake, they took me in the back and did me over with heavy cardboard tubes until I was black and blue. Would they have done that to a cripple or a gyppo, I wonder? Blatant discrimination!

Undeterred, my next stop was the local youth centre, which had a mong evening every Thursday where they could play basketball or do jigsaws or something. I rolled up there in best invertebrate manner and enrolled myself in a basketball game.

The other athletes were at a distinct disadvantage and I whipped their asses, at one point leaping from my chair for a dunk and then doing a lap of victory shouting 'Loo-sers!' to the other players. It was at that point I realised my mistake and began an impromptu speech about how it was all an experiment. But the youth centre administrators beat the living shit out of me and allowed the other players to crap on my unconscious body. Had I been nip or a coon, they wouldn't have behaved so. Quod erat demonstrandum!

But I proved one thing: whether you're a spacker, a retard or a cretin or whatever, there's always someone more unfortunate than yourself.
(, Sun 27 Jul 2008, 20:32, 1 reply)
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Good to have you back Mr Spencer.
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