feeling unreasonably angry?
bonfire night is the worst festival of all. yes, i too enjoyed going out to a big outdoor party on a cold winter night wearing two pairs of socks as a child. the hard, clear stars were at their most beautiful, and the town fireworks displays were glorious. but it still sucks. firstly, it's a national festival, and the english have no right to have national festivals. i can only be thankful that it has virtually no national identity. when brits have get that national identity feeling, they drink lager and eat foreigners, and run through the streets going ARRRRUUUGHHURRRRRRHHHHHHHHHAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHAAARRRRRHHHHHHHHH. unless they're middle class, in which case they have a garden party before getting down to the serious ARRRRUUUGHHURRRRRRHHHHHHHHHAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHAAARRRRRHHHHHHHHH business.
but seriously guys, a bunch of guys plan to blow up the Houses of Parliament because of their religion, an insignificant member of the group gets caught and tortured (it breaks my heart to see his signature on the confession), and hundreds of years later we're still burning his effigy?! isn't it enough already??
and those bonfire gatherings really bring out the worst in british food. what's the most inedible, stinking, gristly, stomach-churning thing we can possibly make with the most disgusting fatty dirty animal we can think of? they actually bring out a commitee every year to discuss this question!
and people all complain constantly about it!! for like three months all you hear all day is "it's so noisy, my dog is so scared, i can't sleep, blahblahblah". even more boring than the constant complaining about the worsening weather.
AND, why not give deranged young men an excuse to set things on fire and make stuff explode?! what a great idea!! last year, someone put a firework in a street drain. that was really nice. thank you england.
but seriously guys, a bunch of guys plan to blow up the Houses of Parliament because of their religion, an insignificant member of the group gets caught and tortured (it breaks my heart to see his signature on the confession), and hundreds of years later we're still burning his effigy?! isn't it enough already??
and those bonfire gatherings really bring out the worst in british food. what's the most inedible, stinking, gristly, stomach-churning thing we can possibly make with the most disgusting fatty dirty animal we can think of? they actually bring out a commitee every year to discuss this question!
and people all complain constantly about it!! for like three months all you hear all day is "it's so noisy, my dog is so scared, i can't sleep, blahblahblah". even more boring than the constant complaining about the worsening weather.
AND, why not give deranged young men an excuse to set things on fire and make stuff explode?! what a great idea!! last year, someone put a firework in a street drain. that was really nice. thank you england.