Classification.
A simple, but useful method for sorting things out.
It allows you to keep track of your things better. Finding out where they are, checking if everything is in place, or simply counting the amount of things that you have.
It also helps people to look for the kind of things they need.
In the example that I'm going to talk about, we're going to learn, how classification helps to tell you,what kind of people you do not want to mess with.
4D has 3 different categories.
1)Retards: The most largely populated category in our class, for almost everyone is retarded. We can scream, shout, hit each other, laugh at no apparent reason, or we could have a simple, random, outburst. Some of them could just start unbuckling their pants and shove their loose clothing inside. Some, could just go around, saying, "Retarded siol~".
That, is the group that I'm in and also the reason why I'm introducing this group first.
The only reason why everyone is retarded, is because Qi Quan is. He is the source of the virus that infected everyone else. He is so powerful and contagious that I call him Spongebob. Perverted, Spongebob. Leon ranks just a way off from him.
2)Insulators: The least people in our group. This group is the one that has a natural immunity against the Retarded virus. Effectively, there is only one person in this group, and he is none other than the person sitting beside me, Peh Wei Keong.
Can you imagine the pain I feel?
3)Gays: And here comes the third group. The only reason why they cannot be infected by this virus, is because, they're already affected by one themselves. Yes, they are those who wear pink, those that laugh and giggle like women, and yet sounding like men.
I have no want to state the leader of this group, the source of infection. He is who not be named is so darn scary, that we use another name in this cause.
He is non other than, Gay Fag. (Yes, I noticed I used black. Highlight the words if you really MUST see it.)
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So, Mark Koh. Which are You?
Later...
"You may find, Sister Verna, that holding the leash to this collar is worse than wearing it. Much worse." - The Sword of Truth by Terry Goodkind
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