Or maybe I’m a surly prick all the time, and it just boils over this time of year. I started writing this long tirade about how I hate everyone and I could give a fuck less about you or your problems, and I remembered that it was almost two years ago exactly that I was saying the same things… so I’ll just link it and get back to quietly hating you. Fuckin’ morons.
There isn’t a category for Angry. That’s fuckin stupid. GET ON IT!
You can add it, yah know? What are you using, Windows Explorer 1.0
Funny. Like I didn’t try adding it or maybe my IT guy isn’t keeping his systems up to date. I hate that guy. Maybe it’s because I’m not using a fuckin Apple IIe like the cool kids. It says ‘You do not have permission to do that.’
Oh yeah, that’s right, only Johnny and I have the right to do that.
Like I said before… GET ON IT!
I read half of that fucking tirade all squinty-eyed before I moused over it to find that I could pull up a full-sized copy. That makes me angry. It might also make me an idiot and cement my place on your long list of people that piss you off, and that makes me all warm and fuzzy inside in an angry kind of way.
I just read that again, it truly is a masterpiece. Which reminds of something that happened a few weeks back. Usually I’m quite annoyed at people in public, but lately have become more tolerant, I guess I have learned to ignore people, five years working for K. Lesnar will do that.
Well I was out with a couple of friends and one of them wasn’t in a good mood to begin with. We were eating pizza at that new apple place or whatever and there was a group of housewifes out for there normal monthly get together of cheap food, craft tip sharing and drinking white zin. That is annoying in itself because after the second glass they begin to cackle, I could tell my friend sitting next to me was beginning to get more annoyed. Like myself, he hates Republicans, especially housewife Republicans. So we start talking about how big of a idiot Palin is. I try to project it (which isn’t hard for me) and they catch wind of it. I’m thinking this will get them to be quieter, nope. Well the final straw was when one of them asked if I could take a group photo of them, remind you, I had a mouth full of pizza and beer, kinda rude, but I’m rude too, so I don’t care. Well my friend did. He tears into them and says something like “Can’t you tell we are fucking eating? How Rude.” and continues to yell at them while I am taking the photo. At the time, believe it or not I was kind of embarrassed, but now when I look back on it, he was in the right, so I apologize for being a dick about it the next day. And just a reminder, if you see a loudmouth short guy in a restaurant, eating pizza a beer, don’t ask me to take your photo, I may just spit pizza in your face, or grab your bottle of white zin and guzzle it in front of you. I love kool-aid.
Bourbonator, nothing like a little brotherly love, huh?
I heard we could get as much as one inch of snow tonight.
Better call of the Fest!
Take this test before you fest.
http://www.intox.com/wheel/drinkwheel.asp
I guess I better nurse them, or walk. Probably walk.
Looks like I’ll be OK if I carb load first.
Or eat a basket of TJ’s cheeseballs and chislic, they’ll kill a buzz real quick
They have a pretty fantastic Cheeseburger & FF gutbomb combo. Negates about 6 Beam-n-cokes.