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I hate bees. These nasty creatures make me mad. Hornets, yellow jackets and bees… They fly and they bite. Though some nature lovers claim they only attack when they think they are being attacked, I don’t quite believe this is true. I’ve never meant to even notice these bugging kritters, but they definitely wanted to notice me and bite. What flower do bees hate? Anyone knows? I want to plant some in my backyard to make these bastards fly away and never come back!
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I hate my college. I hate that they only serve dinner and “brunch” on weekends meaning that if you wake up at a normal time, you have to sit and starve for three hours before you can go and have some nasty bisquick pancakes and stale donuts. I hate that no one here is capable of walking at a normal pace. They all stand in the middle of the sidewalk and zig-zag around at a snail’s pace.
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Cats have always made me wonder if there is any way to get rid of them. Maybe I’m a bit of a cat hater, but these animals really drive me mad. And it’s not funny. I don’t like dogs either, but they are far from being so damn annoying as cats are. Oh, these nasty creatures…
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Money is evil. Money is what makes people kill each other. Money is what makes wives leave their husbands and vice versa. Money is what ruins our life and eats it like mad, because every damn day we have to wake up and go earn money. Money, money, money… Should be funny. If not so damn sad.
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I’ve bought this ‘miraculous machine’ and I must say this is a complete crap! What’s the use of all these “Arcade Legends” if they don’t work properly. I really can’t get it.
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Yet, it looks like I’m going to be embroiled in them. We have three guys (of which I’m one) which work separately from the main group. The other two guys kick ass at their jobs - me, I’m their slacker supervisor (heh) who also has to clean out spyware and viruses on from 80-250 machines a day. We stay fairly busy - we’re good at what we do.
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Valentine’s Day is that day when you are expected to do something “special” for the “one” you love. The emotional communist in me starts thinking, “Nobody in your life should be that special.”
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Never call yourself dead if you are unsure. If you question whether or not a shot hit you and splatted call a paintcheck and have the referee check if you are dead yet. Don’t just call yourself out because you felt a hit. Wait for the referee to confirm. Always call paint checks on yourself if you are unsure. I hate paintball beginners crying “Dead!” while he’s still at his virgin clothes… Beginners always make a few mistakes that everyone makes. I make them all the time. Here are a few helpful hints:
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When the archaeologists of the future try to piece together the cause of our civilisation’s decline, it will not be nuclear weapons they blame, nor will it be pollution or comets or even George W Bush.
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The first-ever series of layoffs I experienced resulted in me scouring the Internet high and low for seemingly reputable inexpensive online insurance brokers. I settled on ehealthinsurance.com and went through a fairly easy application process. That was a year and a half ago.
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The year swings round and once again Mother’s Day was thrust upon me before I’d barely recovered from the last. What to most Mothers is a time to look forward to, a time of cheesy cards, cheap bouquets of Mothers Day flowers and low fat chocolates all received with a winsome smile and tears of gratitude; is for me a stress filled agony. I loathe the whole thing but out of love for my dear little angels I am forced to smile sweetly and bite my lip. It’s not so much the school made cards that get to me, those I love, and it’s not that for two whole hours after I get up the little darlings are, well, just that. Little darlings. No, what really grips my shit is the whole idea that if you’re nice to Mother for one day a year then she’ll forgive you everything for the other 364 days when you have been an inconsiderate little fecker. Oh will she really? I think not!
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I love children. I hate kids. And the kid I dislike the most, I see much too often. He is a conceited brat that fights with different kids in full view. I dread it when he’s screeching and screaming with others.
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I hate bad weather because I’ve been sucked up hundreds times when I got under some bad conditions at the most inappropriate moments. Rain, snow, whatever. When it is bad – it is bad.
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I hate you. I hate you as much as I can with all the fibers of my soul. I hate you every time I open this site. And I open it regularly because I hate you. I just want to see what else you have posted on your stupid site. To see what kind of another stupid rant is this time to appear.
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