I hate people who lure you into threads by not posting a real thread title, and then telling you you have to post to it for some reason or another.
And people who almost make me waste my 500th post in that same thread.
Oh yeah, and whiny Gore supporters.
I hate the fucking morons in the class I’m taking today. What the hell makes you think you can learn Excel 2 if you didn’t take the two days of Excel 1?
Happy VD Chief!
I utterly dislike and despise wannabe hackers who download and use port scanners or trojans or some other crap from some C00l dUdez wArez page. Any half-assed firewall has been looking for the signatures of those things for ages, asswipes! You’re not devilishly clever bad-ass enemies of the system, you’re a waste of space, time, bandwidth and oxygen. Go learn something about networks!
I hate snow, and guess what, we have two fucking feet of it …and it’s only Nov 9th, it’s gonna be one hellava long winter.
Keith
I’m feeling a ton of self-loathing lately. Of all of the thing I could rant about, most of them are really self-inflicted.
I hate whoever is in the car in front of me.
Sorry, Chief, I’m not even mad at Dubya today.
But I just arrived. Somebody’s bound to piss me off soon.
I can’t stand those people who cannot make up their minds, y’know like those who…oh er…actually I’m not really sure if I do, perhaps or maybe ?
I hate my carpool partner, but, with luck, she won’t be my carpool partner much longer.
Mom, dad, get over it. You’re divorced. Deal with it already. Your three children have.
Dad, stop trying to get mom to move back in because you’re tired of shopping and cooking and cleaning for yourself. Grow up already.
Mom, stop whining about dad hounding you to move back in. Get some backbone and tell him to “ask someone who cares.” And why do you keep letting him take you out? If you don’t want him, stop mooching off him.
Ah. That feels better.
I hate the fact I’m going to get in trouble for posting online while I was SUPPOSED to be working in class right now!
Damn you!!!
Oh, and I hate clowns too.
My former employers can kiss my rosy red ass. They have no clue how to treat their employees. Thank God I wised up and got the hell out there!
Jackasses, they are.
Liars, half-truthers, spinners.
Hypocrites.
Didja ever notice that the people who talk the loudest about morality and values seem to be the ones who treat the people around them the worst?
anyone with “teen sensation” or “pop sensation” anywhere near their name.
I detest the two new assholes at my apt. complex who back their cars into the spaces and have never once been between the fucking lines.
Why? Just because you don’t agree with their politcal position or fashion sense is no reason not to like them.
Hey, I resent that. I have a wife and 4 kids, seven years old and under. I need a car that can haul not only the six of us, but the 2.9 metric tons of junk that we have to haul if we all go anywhere for longer than an hour. In short, I need that chevy suburban.
As for the people I hate…
I hate the worthless sacks of putrifying meat who can’t make another fuckin pot of goddamn coffe when they take the last fuckin cup. It’s five seconds out of your life for common fuckin courtesy!
That is all.
I don’t hate anyone, but my patience is sorely tested by those who blame others for past transgressions rather than moving ahead and taking responsibility for where they find themselves in life. And the closest I do approach actual hatred is for those who are cruel and without compassion for others.
Brad Pitt and the rest of his heroin chic friends who look like they need a delousing and a BATH!
I’d love to take a wooden paddle with airholes to the ass of people who ask the only clerk in the damn store to please search through the stockroom for one pack of friggin’ smokes. In the middle of the night. With two people (including me) in line behind them. Christ, hasn’t this person ever heard of a fucking convenience store??? There are TWO right across the street! Of course, this requires THOUGHT and PLANNING, which is hard to muster when said moron is drunk.
There. Now I feel better.
Robin
All of yas