A fan. And low riders.
Posted by azngeek at April 6th, 2007
Been busy. Busy busy. At Uni. Just swamped. Contrary to popular belief I’m no where near floating. I’m sinking. Drowning. Bleh. But it’s the holidays now. I’m doing second year engineering courses with some first year ones. And they so happen to shove design stage 1 and 2 in the same semester. Bastards. Swamped with projects. 3D-CAD. Learnt pro desktop and in the process of learning pro-engineer. Had tests here and there. But yea. Things are okay I guess. The drowning bit.
Oh yea. For my design stage 1 assignment. I cad-ed a fan. Here it is for those that are remotely interested in this post.
That took quite a few hours to do. But yea. That’s my first cad. In Pro-D. The stage 1 program that we use. Pro-Engineer lots more grunt. Lots more complicated. Hopefuly will get my head over that during the holidays. I’m on a 2 week break people!
Thinking of something interesting to write about right now.
Hmmm. Low riders. Something I’ve been thinking about.
Low riders could be hot like
source:ballersmall.com(googled)
Or they could be hip like:
source:AliG In Da House
OR finally they could be gay like:
How is the last picture relevant to low riding? Isn’t low riding cool? Hip? In? Dare I say it. Gangster? Or just plain stupid. I’ve disliked it since the chinese guys next door started doing it. But that’s beside the point. I’m being objective here. Could it be cool? A fashion statement? Wrong.
How many of you people know of the origins of low-riding? Or did you just see some guy do it and you figured. Hmm.
source:boudist.com (Edited by azngeek)
Maybe I could be as cool as this guy.
WRONG BITCH.
I’ll tell you where low riding originated from. Prison people. Low riding = prison. Prison. With the big black man. Bending over in the shower to pick up bars of soap. The loneliness. The lack of intimacy with the opposite sex. That’s what prompted lowriding.
It was because of that lack of intimacy. The loneliness. And you know how men can be sometimes imaginary readers. Shy. Afraid. So one day bitch boy mitch decided he was tired of being raped from behind while bending over to pick up that bar of soap. He decided. I’ll start a consent system. Taking into account that shyness. And that fear of admitting that some sex is better than no sex regardless. So in the cafeteria one day Mitch stands onto one of those soap boxes and on the top of his lounges he screams.
“Friends. Romans. Country men. And that bastard who should learn the difference about bending over to pick up the soap. And bending over to pick up the soap.”
“I do realize about the loneliness. And the lack of intimacy people. But no longer shall we cower in fear and be ashamed for our need of some loving. Man loving or not.”
And then he pulls his pants down. He low rides. Like the bitch boy he is. Mitch. The bitch. He low rides. And at the top of his lounges he screams.
“From this day forth my friends. Low riding will be the symbol of consent. Will signal to those big black men. That we want some man juice. Good loving. ”
And hence forth. Low riding was born. It was for the lonely men in prison to convey their desires. To ask around without having to be shy. Anyone want to share my prison cell?
And look what the noble idea has been reduced to. By wannabes, hasbeens, fake, unreal gangster-cool-in-hip people. They’ve taken it out of context and they think they are cool. Do you think you guys are cool now eh? The next time you think of lowriding people. Think of the prison folk. Think of how you are defying their symbol of humanity. Of wanting and needing sex. Even if they really are looking for gay sex. Keep them pants up people.
EDIT: Well that’s essentially the origins of low riders with a bit of azngeek flavor. Just thought I should note that as well.
Peace out y’all. Azngeek out.
*The low riding thing is all true. Only Mitch the Bitch was made up. Although he probably existed somewhere in history*
