Be Nice, pucker up !

The amount of friends or people who declare love and adoration for another seems to be directly proportional to how much ass that "other" can kiss. Some people seem to be able to stand, nay enjoy kissing row upon row of rears, but other just haven't found that " acquired taste" and hope never to, I guess its like marmite, you either love it or hate it. However, the question must be asked, if these pushovers stopped agreeing with your every point, told you yes you did look fat in that dress, and no it IS your fault for continuing your love affair with butter, not the manufacture's size misprint, ceased to spam various facebooks with comments that are not real reflection of what they think but an attempt to keep in your good books........if, this all stopped would their fans still be star struck ? Unfortunately I must confessed , I like my ass kissed a good deal, I think we all do, its human nature to want to feel loved and accepted, but....... is it good for us ? Despite spreading a lot of proverbial germs, it does nothing but make us soft, squishy and saggy, not the type of ass you'd want to see when crunch time comes and those speedos of real life need to be donned. Am I attempting to instigate a rudeness revolution where we all throw curses at each other rather than complements? No! I'm trying to annihilate one. Rows of adults with their pants around their ankles waiting like some scene from Disney to be kissed is what I consider rude. How about we try pulling up our pants and see if we can get along without a daily need for lip service