I am a person.  I have a digestive system, and oddly enough, a nervous system.  I can tell when things are hot, cold, and when they are painful.  I also hate talking in front of groups.  How terrifying is that.  It’s like, these people are judging me as I stand in front of them saying things.  Why would they do that?  I mean, come on, get a life people, I’m not here for your judging pleasure.

Except for judges.  They should stay, because they’re trained to do that.  They have lots of education and experience in the art of judging, so they have the right to judge, but nobody else.  Like, how am I supposed to please these people who have no idea how to judge?  They could be judging all wrong, and I wouldn’t know.  It’s not fair, and I think it should be outlawed, and if they break the law by judging, they should see how an actual judge judges them.

Let’s stop the judgment, and teach our kids this simple rhyme:

Judgy wudgy was a bear, judgy wudgy had no hair, judgy wugy wasn’t judgy, was he?

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