Only if you freeze them first.
Jenny McCarthy
MeMe Roth.
Everybody.
ARRRGH!
BOSDA SMASH!
Damn Gamma rays. Worse than too much coffee.
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[li]John Wiley Price and Thomas Jones[/li][li]Hillary Clinton[/li][li]Kevin Rudd[/li][li]The guy behind Rudd’s internet bottleneck plan[/li][li]Anyone who has ever given money to PETA[/li][li]Rupert Murdoch[/li][li]Hillary Clinton[/li][li]Tom Cruise[/li][li]Chuck Norris[/li][li]Orson Scott Card[/li][li]The Poxbringer, Jenny McCarthy[/li][li]Oprah Winfrey[/li][/ul]
Ooh, that’s a good one.
My next-door neighbor, and her friggin’ yelping shelties.
Nice! Unfortunately, I don’t have an answer to this question, as my desire to punch someone subsides quickly once I see the personal ramifications. But there is this one doctor who may have screwed me over, with whom I’d like to register my extreme displeasure.
I’d like to punch out the lawyer representing my husband’s employer. The staff have worked incredibly hard for two years negotiating and agreeing to a contract. Now the attorney is foot-dragging, and continuing to charge the employer (whose operating funds are taxpayer supplied), as he diddles and stalls. Actually, much of the time during the past two years of negotiation was dedicated to his diddling and stalling. And running up the bill. That’s why companies hire him–no, not to run up the bill, but to make the whole contract negotiation process so prolonged and tedious that conceding any contentious points seems preferable to continuing the endless, pointless meetings.
So my husband is pissed and comes home fuming every day and I have to talk him down.
Now that I think about it, maybe I should just punch out my husband. 
You only listed Hillary twice.
Bernie Madoff, even without the Ponzi scheme that ruined thousands that smug selfsatisfied grin he has just makes we want to curb stomp the prick.
Members of the Westboro Baptist Church.
The guy who sold a few thousand dollars worth of my mom’s stuff (consignment) seven months ago and hasn’t given her one thin dime yet. And, soon, the RCMP officer who hasn’t done anything about the fraud charge my mom filed against the guy. Get the lead out, junior!
The idiots who tossed two cinder blocks through my friend’s truck windows.
Perez Hilton.
Wouldn’t it be more fun to lock her in a closet with 500 packages of Ding Dongs and Twinkies?
Floyd Mayweather, Jr. and/or Anderson Silva.
Mr. Dream. Because my copyright money just ran out.
Rush Limbaugh.
The Freecreditreport.com guy.
The jerk that brake checked me the other morning after he made an right turn on red in front of me and I had to slow down from 40 to 15 mph in about 20 feet to keep from running him over.
The neighbor who keeps coming by early in the morning, before I wake up, and letting his dog shit on my lawn. Wouldn’t mind kicking the dog, too.
Sarah Palin
Karl Rove
Dick Cheney
Sean Hannity
Bill O’Reilly
All of the Fox and Friends
This one doctor here in town. He was a dick to my wife several years ago, and I am as pissed about it today as I was then. I’ve never met him, which is probably good.
Almost every one of my coworkers – all 10,000 of them. Yes, jackasses, company computer policies apply to you to. They apply to me as well. Neither you nor I are special. Now change your fucking password and get over it.
Also, the New York Yankees and Boston Red Sox. Alex Rodriguez twice.
Gandhi. I’d punch Gandhi.