God, People Are Disgusting
That's it. That's really all I have to say. They slobber all over themselves, breathe like dying wildebeest, have boils all over their skin, reek like halitosis and decay, are hirsute beyond comprehension, and worst of all, WILL NOT LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE. STOP IT. STOP BEING DISGUSTING. YOU PEOPLE HAVE HEPATITIS C AND GIVE ME NIGHTMARES. YOU DISGUST ME AND I HAVE THE STRENGTH OF SEVEN MEN WHEN I AM ANGRY.
posted by K-Smack at 7:05 pm
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I'm serious. I really, really, really hate everyone I see. No one will hire me because my only marketable skill is that my bowel control is operating at 90% capacity, and suicide is unrealistic because I don't want to stick my roommate with the rent.
Which is why I've become a grave-robber. I think we can all see the connection.
God who ARE you??!! Pleeeease give some hints.
Bigger than a breadbox. If you get my meaning.
(I'm hung like a small compartment in which you would store baked goods.)
hehe. that's from the office. i LOVE the office.
That's too bad. Well thank god I'm no longer under any illusions of originality.
can i bear your children?
But it's my pocketbook
I find humans very disgusting. I have this love/hate relationship with poop. I poop too much but you can't really stop poop from coming out (unless you want to explode...hmmm, now there's a thought). I hate poop because it sticks and it sticks all over everything. Grrrrr!!! DOWN WITH POOP!!!
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I hate the Strand and I hate the shipping, pseudopoet, manager who was the hitman for the b-asses. He threatened employees, lorded over them like the shipping department was his fiefdom and the b-asses the lords of the manor. He fired me because Fancy Ass told him to. The irony - Fancy Ass fired him. Theirs justice in the uni-verse, the crass uni-verse he writes.
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