Spoilers Are Scumbag

“WHO’S ASKING?!” from a load vendor covered with face powder and a 10 inches thick of lipstick uttered a swift and sharp blow into my face early this morning. I was telling her the story when I mistakenly gave a wrong number the last time I load such high amount but the story was left undone when she blustered me out with some common English verbal assault. However, I wasn’t upset neither my dignity molested ‘coz in my mind she’s just another girl in town who’d love to seek attention from a handsome guy like me LOL! Well, she smiled after sayin’ it so I don’t think she took it seriously then I replied “just sharing…” and the other girl next to her giggled then said “da, di ka tubag” (baffled) then altogether we laughed. 

While in a parallel world some of my friends in Facebook are now actively participating in SPOILER ALERTS. You know how it feels when there’s a movie or a series that you’re dying to watch but you can't watch it at the moment because of transitioning from a glamourous jobless life into becoming a sincerely hard working person? It feels like I want to have sex with Melisandre to give birth to that creepy smoke-like-demon and stab them all damn spoilers on the heart.  

Aside from Facebook spoilers, the Engineer whose office is next to mine, separated only with 5mm thick plywood and if there’s an updated version of spoilers he’d be a spoiler version 5.0. Like what the hell?! He could almost tell me what happened in the entire season while leaving me imagining myself how would I feel by the time I watch it when I already knew what's gonna happen. There’s no more jaw dropping, mind bugging, and the convenience of being an individual trying to fit in oneself becoming an observer throughout the seasons while looking for the missing puzzles to complete the picture and be proud that somehow it’s possible to work with your contradicting mind—the thing that lacks from spoilers scumbag. 

I AM MAD! (who the hell cares?) This part is gonna be an open letter to Daddy D, with his compassionate heart and witty thoughts. I demand to sentence the spoilers without trial. To pierce both their eyes with both their thumbs for creating a vision of an episode without the consent of those who haven’t watch it yet. Slice off their hands for posting through social medias of snippets of the climax with captions that seems to be very captivating. Stuff their mouth with lima beans of uttering what, when, who, and where of which of the interesting characters have their unfortunate and victorious part on the episode. 

PS: No offense intended to the spoilers, it’s just an absurd expression from a frustrated avid fan. If you take it seriously, then I’ll consider you as a fool. But then, SPOILERS ARE SCUMBAG!