Imagine this. You're playing swingball with your crayon eater little cousin. You're giving him a serious ass kicking. He's starting to snivel because he's losing so hard. You're really giving it everything you've got and you're giving the entire family BBQ a spectacle on your swingball prowess. Your little cousin is about to burst into tears from the feeling of failiure and suddenly your uncle comes over. "Right, I think it's time to eat.... Lets say... next point wins?" Your little cousin is ecstatic. Finally after his pitifully weak performance he rejoices at finally having a chance. You still effortlessly kick his ass for the 19th time. Your uncle puts his hands on his hips and say "lets call that a draw". He celebrates and meanwhile you're left to simmer alone with the feeling of injustice. Your entire performance is discredited by someone else imposing their rules upon your game.   submitted by   /u/BIG_DICK_PROUD_GAY   to   r/hatethissmug [link]   [comments]