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Posts tagged You know what I hate
You Know What I Hate?
Jun 16th
1) I hate people who fart on the bus. Like really?!?!?! You can’t hold that shit until you get to your stop? I know it is you old Asian man looking guilty. I don’t know you have been eating but good lord….. how does something so awful come out of you.
2) I hate Meg Whitman. Obviously I hate her because she is a filthy republican, but it is beyond that. It is the way she speaks… she sounds like all the douche bag executives at any place I have ever worked… all positive and smiley, but behind it all you know they are planning to make your life hell. That’s right! Oh and how can you call yourself a fiscal conservative??? You just spent 71 million dollars of your own money on a primary!!! That doesn’t sound like someone who knows how to use her money wisely.
3) I hate Perez Hilton. Talk about total douche bag! I hear he is in trouble recently because he posted a picture of Miley Cyrus’ pink taco on twitter, and home girl is only 17 years old. Child pornography is illegal my dear. Now he is freaking out trying to prove that the picture he posted showed her wearing underwear… well if that’s true, then why did you delete that post on twitter? why don’t you repost it on your website? why don’t you jump off a bridge? I’m so sick of his ugly fucking face, and I am so sick of him thinking he is more important than he actually is. I hope you go to prison for child pornography… that would be amazeballs! (That’s right… I said it)
What do you hate?
Not-So-Deep ‘You Know What I Hate?’
May 26th
I hate losing games. This is why I created a system in which I always win. For example…
If i’m playing Blokus with Benutty and Gary Jr., and Benutty beats me… I win. How is that possible you ask? Well let’s put it this way. If Benutty won then he either cheated or got lucky… so therefore… I win.
Another example…
If I’m playing the Settlers of Catan with Benutty and Gary Jr., and Gary Jr. beats me… I win. How? Well obviously Benutty either cheated or helped Gary Jr. win, or Gary Jr. got lucky… so therefore… I win.
See how simple this is.
You Know What I Hate?
Apr 24th
I hate when cars hit bicyclist. While out on a walk today Jay and I saw a bicyclist get hit by a car. The car should have yielded to the bike, but you know how it goes. I called 911 while Jay attended to the cyclist. A big chuck of the guys helmet broke off right where his head had hit the ground. He had bruises all over his leg and back, and his clothes was torn in all sorts of different areas. It was pretty scary stuff. This guy would have totally died if he had not had a helmet on. Besides all that he seemed fine, but the paramedics took him away just in case. For me this is a huge eye opener because anytime I ride short distances I always go without my helmet. Stupid! Be safe bitches (and by bitches I mean Shawnito)… where your helmets.
The more you know *shooting star*
You Know What I Hate?
Apr 13th
I hate that I bought a York peppermint patty the other day. Every time I open the refrigerator I see it staring at me. It’s saying “Opening me Nick… taste my sweet chocolate, and cool peppermint center”, and then I say “Eww.. Stop acting like Gary Jr.”. I do plan on eating it one of these days as a gift to myself for doing a good job on…. well something, so don’t get any ideas of coming over and taking it. I just don’t feel like parting with it, its mine, I found it, it came to me! Well… what if I’m angry, it’s your fault! It’s mine! My own. My precious.
You Know What I Hate?
Mar 29th
I hate stupid people with umbrellas. Like the person who walks on to the bus letting their wet umbrella drip on every ones knees as they walk to the back of the bus. The person who doesn’t pay attention where he is going (or doesn’t care) and constantly bumps into your own umbrella. And the worst of all… The stupid people who walk around with their umbrella open when it’s not even raining anymore!!! Put that shit away you fucking idiots!
Ugh.. I hate stupid people with umbrellas, but not Daniel Radcliffe…hunnns. That’s right… I said it.
You Know What I Hate?
Mar 9th
I hate people who lie. Like for example, my friend Fred was dating this guy Mark a couple years ago, and after 6 months of dating, Mark told him that he had brain cancer. Six months later things got really serious, and Mark wasn’t doing to good. Mark’s family was originally from Singapore, and he told Fred that there was a doctor in Singapore who he was going to see. This doctor was supposedly a friend of the family who they trusted. So Mark and his family flew to Singapore, leaving Fred behind, in hopes of getting some help, and saving his life. Apparently things didn’t go to well in Singapore, and Fred found out that Mark only had a day or so to live. With so little time left Fred couldn’t possibly make it to Singapore in time, and because of tradition they would have to immediately bury Mark. This meant that Fred would miss the funeral as well. Sure enough a couple hours later Mark’s mother contacts Fred to tell him of his death. With no closure Fred mourned the loss of Mark for the next year and a half, and recently just started putting his life back together. Fred was now dating again, and has been seeing a new man for the past month.
Yesterday Fred received a friend request on Facebook from his ex-boyfriend who died of brain cancer. Confused by this, Fred felt that someone was playing a cruel joke on him. Fred messaged this person, and asked what the hell was going on. This person responded with “I just wanted to say hi”. Fred decided to snoop around, and clicked to see his photo albums. All the pictures were of his ex-boyfriend Mark. There were pictures of Mark getting married to a woman, and many pictures of him and this woman kissing. Still confused, Fred decided to contact Mark’s brother about this mysterious person on Facebook claiming to be Mark. His brother simply said to him “It’s Mark…. He faked his death, and we all lied about it. I can’t tell you anything more though” That’s right…. He faked his death, and now is apparently straight living in Indonesia. Who the fuck does that? And who the fuck decides to notify you via a Facebook friend request!!?
Sadly… this is a true story.