Name our band
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The Prison Gays
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Gas the kikes, race war now
Black Gaze (pronounced as black gays)
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Four nu-males and a pack mule
rotate the zero
Prop the Bull
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The Literal Faggots
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The Emasculated
The Soggy Bottom Boys
One Glassed Optometrist
The White Stripes
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Google reverse image search shows that the name of this artist is actually Protest The Hero
rody walker and the teeny boppers
I always knew that I was smarter than other kids growing up. They were fearful of my intellectual prowess and might and would humbly cower and shake in their seats as I answered questions. Heh. My teacher would always sing my praises and once asked my mother if she'd be willing to let me skip from the second grade to the fifth. She foolishly refused, believing that I'd be unable to cope with the social pressure of being younger in a higher grade while still retaining the capability to academically dominate my classmates.
I wasn't moved forward and was forced to endure remaining placed in the "correct" age for my grade. Quite an accomplishment that I made it through. Imagine, if you would, being at the same level as Einstein. Instead of being given scholarships and access to the best universities and laboratories in the country, you're told to finger-paint colors on a board and do book reports on novels geared towards toddlers.
Such was my life, and such is the reason why I now struggle to wear a thin veil of normalcy. I'm as clueless about relating to "ordinary" people as they are to monkeys or raccoons. Perhaps they can empathize with the struggles of their fellow mammals on some basic level, but their minds are not attuned to the save frequency and wavelength.
Try to picture yourselves, if you would, having to live life in the manner I've lived mine - persuaded for years to hide my gifts from the world for fear of being demeaned and labeled a freak. Everybody is jealous of my talents. I could play complex piano symphonies at the age of seven and read at a college level in kindergarten. I mastered calculus at the same time the other kids were being frustrated by long division tables and the concept of variables.
I have an IQ of 110, which is the same as geniuses such as Francis Crick, who discovered the double-helix structure of DNA. My IQ is significantly above the norm, and I feel utterly detached from the ordinary.