Elijah Wood’s eyes…
Oh, you mean BAD things…
Um…
When two pieces of construction paper are rubbed together.
That ‘bong’ sound my computer makes when you turn it on, chewing on rubber bands, and polyester fleece fabric. Nipple rings, especially when someone pulls them, make me squeal in horror like a little girlie-girl. Yeekle, I need to go jump around and flap my hands in the air until all of this clears out of my head.
People blowing their noses in public, ESPECIALLY at a restaurant AT THE TABLE. Good God…yes, it’s fine for you to evacuate the mucus from your nasil cavities a foot away from where I’m trying to dine, sir…Please continue 