Moronic Morons

It's 1:30am and I'm up with two mentalists having a somewhat moronic conversation about what constitutes a 'moron'. This is somewhat relevant because I was lovingly accusing someone of being a moron and they (rightly so) turned it right back at me and accused ME of being a moron. Upon reflection I had to agree.
A moron is someone who is being a loser but doesn't have to be. Well that's what my definition happens to be anyway. I think though, i'd rather be a moron than a loser because there at least is a nugget of hope in a moron's future, whereas a loser by definition seems to be marked from birth. Again, this is merely my definition.

Why do I and two others find ourselves up in the wee hours of the night discussing something so pointless yet depressing? Well it doesn't help that we're listening to an itunes playlist that borders on suicidal. It also doesn't help that we (okay mainly me) indulged in too many fresh powdered mini donuts about a hour ago and are now coming down off a catastrophic sugar high.

So anyway, being a moron, i'm going to go to bed. Why subject moronic mutterings to the world at large? I'd best brush my stupid teeth, then pop out my contacts and flick them across the room indifferently before burying my moronic self under my cozy duvet.

All you morons out there, please get in touch. We are going to start a new tribe. The Order of the Moronic Morons. In your application please state which attributes you possess which make you suitabe for inclusion. No need to enclose a picture. Beauty is irrelevant. We are only interested in what lies beneath.

Come all ye who are stupid and weary...we shall talk about conquering the world whilst doing sweet F___ all. Come.