#197 – Talking Shit

talking_shit_1245475This has mostly manifested itself for me on the basketball court (or sporting field of some kind). I don’t really remember sitting down for a history exam, shouting to the person sitting next to me, “Calvin Coolidge was a punk biyatch!” or something similarly ridiculous.

But, you see, that’s the fun of shit talking… in any other forum, any other venue or walk of life that type of talk is completely and utterly stupid. It doesn’t apply, it doesn’t fit and often it could get you at best in trouble and at worst your ass kicked.

My most recent shit talking experiences have come with my niece. She’s ten (now) and likes to try to beat me in basketball. To be fair, she’s been trying to beat me pretty consistently since she was maybe 6 or 7 (possibly earlier). Throughout that time, I was always approximately 19 years old and significantly more experienced in the art of roundball.

Now, you may be thinking… Scott, how could you possibly talk trash to your ten-year old niece? How is that fun? What is the point?

Well, I answer you, pathetic loser, by saying simply, “WHY NOT?” She needs to get punked every so often, to know that if she offers up weak stuff in the lane, it’s going to get sent the fuck back. It’s rough out here on these streets–she’d better learn.

But, more than anything, I’d answer by saying, “It’s fun. And funny. And ridiculous. That’s why.”

Polar Opposite of this Feeling?: This is pretty obvious, but being the guy who talks a whole gang of shit only to have it all (and I meant, it all) blow up in his face.

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