Sebbylite

My brother just sent me a text message, and I’m not sure if it is because it is my birthday soon or if there is an actual International Disadvantaged People Day, but this is what it said:

Today is International Disadvantaged People Day. Please send an encouraging message to a retarded friend just as I’ve done for you. Because I don’t care if you lick windows, screw farm animals, take the short bus, or occasionally shit on yourself. You hang in there Sunshine, you’re Special!

So consider this my forwarding of said text message. Because I know that the only people that actually find what I write amusing probably do ride the short bus. Or have to use sporks because they aren’t allowed to use forks for fear they might harm themselves. Or have to wear a helmet indoors to prevent injury. Or wear rec-specs when they play in athletic events. You know, Disadvantaged People.

On a side note, the 2009 Special Olympics World Winter Games will be held in Boise, and I’m pretty sure that my brother isn’t going to be able to take it. Because on the one hand, they are Olympians. But on the other hand, they are Special Olympians.

And now I’m pretty sure I’ve alienated half of my remaining readership (2 people). And I’m also pretty sure I’ll be going to Hell. So drop me a line sometime…