When I was walking into work today I saw a crippled retard sitting in his wheel chair. The wheel chair was pimped out too. There were backpacks, straps, carabiners, there may even have been a lasso. There were all kinds of bumper stickers and catchy statements slapped all over the chair like "I do what the voices inside my head tell me too." I'm also pretty sure he had custom dubs on the chair, he wasn't moving but they may have been spinning rims. Anyway, at first I thought "wow, cool retard" and then I took a more detailed inspection of the occupant. This guy was pretty hard up. Yeah, he was crippled but he had a cool chair, I was more concerned with the level of retarded he rolled with. His eyes had that glassy look to them, he stared strait ahead, I'm reasonably certain he couldn't operate mentally on even the most basic level, and he was obese. Strange that a person who obviously couldn't feed himself still managed to become obese. Furthermore, and this is what really pisses me off, there was no way the retard could have accessorized his own chair. I mean, I like retards as much as the next guy so I'm not down on him having a pimp ride but if he didn't have the faculties to put that "Titty Bingo" sticker on his chair then some asshole put it on and decided the retard was the "Titty Bingo" type. I'm saying, fuck the guy who decided to accessorize for the retard because he's not letting the retard be himself. Fuck, maybe the retard hates bumper stickers and rock climbing accessories, maybe that's why he's so fucked up, because he's trapped in the chair covered in other people's tastes. No wonder he has an eating disorder, he's trying to eat away his hate. It's a damn, damn shame and maybe if the government controlled every aspect of our lives like in Gataca or '84 we wouldn't have this kind of bullshit.