Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.
:mad: :mad: :mad: :mad: :mad: :mad: :mad:
This is a ‘grrr-only’ thread. It is not for conversing, advising, or ignorance-correcting. It is just for grrrrrrrr.
Please feel free to join in the grrrrrr.
Actually, I’m having a lovely day today. But still, I must maintain some grrr-only space for the good of humankind.
I am having a pretty good day too, but there’s always space for a good grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!
Counter attack:
And I’ll raise you a 
LaLaLaLaLaLaLaLaLaLa…
So there!
It’s Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrreat!
I’ll join you, Inky.
Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrr to well meaning friends who say stupid shit like, “just get over it.”
Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr to men who leave.
Grrrrrrrrrrrrrr to goddamn ex-husbands who somehow ended up with tons of equity while I have nothing.
Grrrrrrrrrrr to neighbors’ fighting dogs.
Grrrrrrrrrrrr on love. It ain’t worth it. :mad: 
FUCKING GRRRRRRRRRR!
GRRRRRR to the dreams I’ve been dreaming at night about a married (read “partnered,” if you’re a stickler for legal technicalities) woman at work.
GRRRRRRR to my own idiocy in wrecking my car – yet again.
GRRRRRRR to wasted years, lost dreams and missed opportunities!
And an extra big GRRRRRRRRR to being old enough to feel that I must admit that it could be a whole hell of a lot worse.
This thread is…
Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrreat.
-Joe, yes, really that bored
Grrrrrrrrr to getting in an accident while driving someone else’s car.
Grrrrrrrrrrrrr to my future father in law quite literally crushing his dominant hand at work.
Grrrrrrrr to cortisone shots. They hurt like hell.
Grrrrrrr to laundry. Wash yourself dammit!
Grrrrrrrr to nothing good on TV on a Friday night when I’m home alone.
Grrrrrrrr to TLC and their false advertising. Don’t say you’re showing the best of What not to Wear when you’re really showing Clean Sweep. I wanted to watch Clinton Dammit!
Grrrrrrrr to worthless coworkers who are completely incapable of finishing their own work and somehow still managing to make others feel guilty that they aren’t similarly useless.
You remember when those ‘make-your-own’ necklaces were in? You know, where you’d spell out your name or whatever? I still have mine.
It says ‘Grrr’.
Grrrrr to me for being so self-concious, especially about my body. You have a figure some girls would kill for, be happy!
Grrrrr to my two nicest pairs of jeans ripping within 3 months of each other. You’re stretch denim, ferchissakes, stretch! And more grrrr because I can’t afford to replace them right now.
And an extra special grrrr to always being invisible. Even if I’m not really, I feel like it, and it sucks.
Grrrrrrrr to my mother who got mad at me today for stubbornly saying I was stubborn, but she was really the one being stubborn. Oh, fine! We were both being stubborn! :mad:
Grrrrrrrr to my dog who keeps bothering me.
Grrrrrrr to my stupid, hopeless lifelong ambitions.
Grrrrrrrrr to school.
Grrrrrrr to the vain girls PE class who wouldn’t be in a two minute crowd shot because they didn’t want to be seen on film because they thought they were ugly because they’d been exersizing even though most of them were incredibly attractive and people were seeing them anyway. Stupid putzes, ruined my shot.
I’ll second that Grrrrrrr…
…and add to the pot:
GRRRRRRR for bosses who are a) careless, b) useless, and c) spineless;
GRRRRRRR for being wasting my efforts in an apparently dead-end job;
GRRRRRRR for being broke and late with the rent;
GRRRRRRR for being hungry and broke;
GRRRRRRR for the urge to smoke knowing that’s not gonna happen; and
Triple GRRRRRRR for my piss-poor domestic inclinations.
“Get over it”. :rolleyes:
GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!
…What was I supposed to be "grrrr"ing about, again? 
Grr.
I’m feeling chill today.
Thanks.
Grrrrrrrrr to too much schoolwork. :mad:
RAAWR to the rhinovirus invading my ear area too! GRRRR
RAAWR to my damnedable tooth that got abcessed in the middle of my battle with said rhinovirus! GRRRR
RAAWR to antibiotics that make my stomach ache unless I have enough food in my stomach, which must be taken four times a day, I don’t want to put on weight. I guess I should be grateful that it’s not a full meal I have to eat, but I’m not, so there. GRRRRRRRRR, RAAAAWWWRRR!
GRRRRR, just GRRRRRRR and RAWR! :mad:
