Well, I feel like angsting so I am going to do another one of these.
- I hate wiggers. I saw this ginger kid at McDonalds the other day sagging his pants and wearing a gold chain. This feeling of deep hatred coursed through my body, and I told my mom if she ran him over I would give her $20. She didn't do it though.
- I hate all of those stupid ass children on Disney channel who all have a singing career. Why you do this Disney. WHY
- I hate when you go to the water park and you sense everyone judging you because your man-breasts are dangling glamorously.
- I hate the awful books that are on summer reading lists. My choices? Either I "could read about kids eating kids or [I] could read about a tiger eating animals and then a kid" (Sam Book)
- I hate Jim Carrey. Something about that guy just makes me want curl up into a ball and roll myself out of a helicopter over a shark infested pond. Why is the pond infested with sharks? I don't know. But they would probably be the great white kind.
- I hate how hot women get upset and walk up to your lawn chair and yell at you at the waterpark because you fell asleep with your sunglasses on and they thought you were staring at their butt while they were bending over to pick something up.
- I hate how specific the last one was.
- I hate how Phineaus and Ferb still haven't gone back to school.
