feeling... Hate-ish
Ok so some of you know that there are things, that, like most of my personality, are a bit unusual about me. This little rant is brought to you buy the letter "H" for HATE. I hate the following words: MOIST, FIRM, and CRUSTY. I dont care how you use them, if you use one of those words, I am automatically repulsed. Thats just the way it goes, my friend. OK? LOL Anyways, what was I saying? Oh yes. Things I hate... well, heres another one, most blond actresses. Yeah, they annoy me to death. Lemme think Urma Thurma chick of whatever the hell her name is. The one from that super-stupid movie "KILL BILL". No please leave bill alone and kill the goddam retard in yellow spandex! Yikes. Youre old. Get a new career. Who else? I really don't like that lady from "Sex and the City" either... uh, Carrie Bradshaw... whats her real name? Um, also - now she isnt blonde, but she should be - Jennifer Garnier, yah, hate you. Um next up is.... ok shes not blonde either but I dont care... Tyra banks. Ok her boobs dont impress me, I see better all day. HAHAHA! But her FOREHEAD! I just stare at it whenever I see her... Of course she needs big boobs so people dont look at her face! I think thats the only reason she isn't selling advertising space on her forehead... like a billboard... No one looks there... but its big enough. Ok time for another swig of captain's coke. Am I the only one who drinks out of a travel mug in case I pass out somewhere and have a lil spill? I need a sippy cup. No? Good to know. Ok so Im fresh out of actresses... I can think of alot that I hate but not right now. OK so I hate other peoples dryer lint. Yeah, thats right. Re-read the sentence and catch up with me........ Done? Ok, yes, other peoples dryer lint. Not only because I constantly forget to remove it prior to drying my clothes, which results in having to spend more time waiting on a soggy load, but I also hate the fact that I am touching other peoples lil bits. Yes lil bits of hair, all types of hair... and their clothes - like their underwear and socks. Little bits of cat hair and dust bunnies... Kinda like feeling around in their vacuum but less crummy. Grosses me out. So the next time you are using a public drying facility, please be courteous and empty the lint catcher BEFORE and AFTER your load. Thank you. OK what else? I hate grasshoppers. I cant talk about them much cuz I hate them that much. I hate preppy airheads. People who have names that sound like they were printed in pink with lil fake gems glued to the letters. Argh. What else? I hate scary movies... they scare me. Now who says I never make sense? I make perfect sense. Um, I hate most of my sisters' boyfriends. I hate the yappy dogs. Shut the F**K up! I hate egg whites, shreddies, cabbage, papaya, and corn chowder. I also hate Nickleback. I hate the legalization of any game hunting. I hate it when people blow their noses in public. I also hate people who have never worked for minimum wage scrubbing urinals or flipping burgers, and think that they know anything about work. People who dont tip when someone gave them good service. I also hate disabled people who think that they should be treated like royalty. Now dont hate me, but I just don't think its fair for them to whine about being treated like everyone else, and then expect people to jump out of elevators for them. I don't mind helping, or being nice, but you dont have to demand it and then make a scene. You help someone and they get mad at you because they dont want pity, and then you dont help them and they yell about being rude to people who already have it hard. Make up your mind. Sheesh. Ok. What else? I hate the Simpsons. Alot of people have trouble reading that so, I will say it again. I hate the Simpsons. I hate narrow minded people. OK. So, now that you hate my blog, you can go. Bye