“…a lot like her friend, Loxoceles reclusa,” (points to image on wall) “the Brown Recluse…” Which this spider most emphatically is not. (Law and Order: SVU) Oh my GOD! I watched a little farther into the show, and the person Olivia and Stabler are looking for is an arachnologist who “milks” spiders for research […]
Why does every old person who writes a product review for anything feel the need to include the words, “I am a senior citizen, and…”? I don’t put, “I am a middle-aged misanthrope, and…” in my reviews. You’re old. Nobody cares. Look–it’s my DILLIGAF face! Shut the fuck up.
People who should be stapled to a wall so I can repeatedly kick them in the crotch: 1. Whatever ASSMUNCH is responsible for Winders fucking homegroups 2. Whatever dumbfuck decided that a default name for a workgroup was a good idea. 3. The stupid bastard who redesigned Slate’s web site. Not only is it even […]
IF YOU ARE GOING TO TYPE YOUR ENTIRE PRODUCT REVIEW WITH THE FUCKING CAPS LOCK ON, REST ASSURED THAT I’M NOT EVEN GOING TO READ IT BECAUSE I ALREADY KNOW YOU HAVE NOTHING INTELLIGENT TO CONTRIBUTE. Jesus Christ, you morons! Caps lock is not cruise control for cool; it just makes you look stupid. If […]
Aaaaand the ridiculous spelling award of 2013 goes to the genius who doesn’t know the difference between wrought iron and rod iron. Rod iron table? Seriously? Here I thought a “sequence top” was the most ridiculous possible eggcorn. Humanity never ceases to amaze me in its ability to be stupid.
“…chlorine gas, which is extremely deadly…” You fucking dumbasses. It’s either “deadly” (kills you) or it’s not. There aren’t degrees of something killing you; it either kills you or it doesn’t. If it kills you, it’s deadly. If it could kill you but won’t necessarily, it’s potentially deadly. If it doesn’t kill you, it’s not […]
So…fuck this wind tunnel back yard, and fuck stupid storms that flatten the flowers my butterflies and hummingbirds need to store fat for winter. Fuck them with big, thorny sticks.
I got my coated skinny jeans today, and they fit okay; as long as they don’t stretch out as I wear them, they’ll be fine. I didn’t want them skin-tight anyway. That said… How the manufacturers of skinny jeans think my legs look: How the manufacturers of knee-high boots think my legs look: […]
A “tad”…a small amount. A “bit”…a small amount. A “tad bit”…redundancy exhibited by illiterate morons who obviously can’t define two three-letter words. Tad. Bit. You may choose one. P.S. Oh, and according to Experian and Equifax (Trans Union got it right), I have a mortgage that started in 2009, and I also have a car […]
So peaceful here at 6:55 AM. Redheaded Retard is sitting on the back steps; hacking, spitting, vomiting and belching as he talks to himself and music blares in the not-so-background. Must be one hell of a hangover. Oh, wait…now he’s screaming, “IT’S SATURDAY!” over and over at the top of his lungs. I don’t even […]