| | So I'm at work, zoning out (as per usual) when suddenly, out of nowhere, I got extremely angry. I don't know why. There was nothing that particularly pissed me off or anything. I'm chalking it up to another random mood swing. Still, it got me thinking...what are some of the things that make me angriest? Well, I'm going to talk about some of the people I hate. Why? Because it's my blog, bitches, and I want to!
1. Republicans - Obvious, really, but they do piss me off. The world would be a much better place if everyone on the right wing of the political spectrum just up and died. Preferably painfully and horrifically. They don't care how high the oil companies jack up prices, or how many times megastores exploit their workers, or how many gay kids commit suicide because of hate laws. Oh, but just try and raise the minimum wage or keep a nontraditional family alive with medical insurance and see how much of a fight they put up. I hope they all get terminal cancer of the ass.
2. Religious fundamentalists - Scratch that. Overly religious people in general piss me off. The way I see it, if you can look at the 2000+ year history of evil, hatred, and greed that xianity has perpetrated, and then CHOOSE to join up with those subhuman, self-flagellating, imperious fucks, you're not deserving of the life you've been granted. The Scandinavian death metallers have the right idea. Burn 'em. There are days when I wish the so-called "rapture" would just happen already. I'd love nothing more than to see the xians disappear altogether. Maybe then people could actually get a little peace. Fuck 'em.
3. Fair-weather friends / Fake friends - You know the type. They're the ones who will keep you around as long as you can serve some purpose for them. They're the ones who'll abandon you when the going gets tough, or when it becomes inconvenient for them to be your friend. They're the ones who'll hook up with a new significant other and then disappear from your life for weeks, months, or even years, only to come crawling back after the inevitable break-up. They're the ones who'll invite you to move in with them, then take all of your money and leave you at home, alone, showing up once a week or so. They'd rather spend every waking minute with their boyfriend in Michigan, see. But oh! The minute you hook up with somebody, not only don't they want to hear about it, they want to kick you out of the house two weeks before the move-out date on the lease. And to top it all off, they'll promise to use their much larger vehicle to help you move items that won't fit in your car, but then cancel at the last minute no less than three times. Then, when you finally tell them what you think aobut the way they've treated you, they want to cry and make you out to be the bad guy. Yeah. Fuck 'em.
4. Fags - Not gay people. Fags. There's a difference. A gay person is someone who wants to live their life openly and honestly. A fag would prefer staying in the closet and then going out to the clubs on weekends to drink, do drugs, and fuck other fags in the bathroom. A gay person wants a relationship with a kind, caring, loving person who accepts them for who they are, and vice versa. A fag wants a fuck-of-the-week, preferably someone anorexic and arrogant, and who won't care when they stop calling next week. A gay person wants to better the GLBT community. A fag wants to take, take, take, and fuck the community. A gay person is a gay person. A fag...well, a fag is a fag.
And last but not least....
5. Guys who drive Jeeps - They irritate the hell out of me. And no, I don't really know why.
There's your daily dose of vitriol! Thank me later, kids. Love ya,
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