It's nice to know that one thing I can always count on getting from people is bullshit.
Why would I be happy about getting this? It eases boredom.
This sort of thing, if you let it hit you the right way it doesn't stain and then you can have a good laugh later.
I had a laugh at the expense of a big puffy man who works hard to find ways to keep inflating himself. I can still see him in his khakis, puffing out his chest, sweating, and fixing his too tight pants. If you ever x-rayed his shoulder I'm sure there'd be some permanent dent in the bone from him patting himself on the back so often.
I'm sure we all know him or someone like him.