I hate people..... hate, hate, hate....
Why does the bald, slow talking, 24 year old, living with his parents, "I'm going to school-- to be a truck driver", totally into nascar, and spending every weekend drunk, can't even pretend to be interesting/interested guy, not leave me alone?
... or why doesn't the "I'm recently self employed" owner of a certain lhasa that comes in stinking of urine and facial... discharge/matter, doesn't think that I can tell the difference between a three month old cocker and her 13 year old dog, bring her fucking *companion*/pet to the vet, get it on some anti-fucking-biotics, and clear up it's gawd damned bladder infection so the poor thing doesn't have to smell like the interior of a cattle barn?
... or why doesn't the stupid mother fucker that snorts in his throat, names his dog horrendously gawd awful names that you wouldn't even give a gold fish, doesn't quite understand the concept of a ramp (needs to be shown), wastes my time because he wants to chat, then calls me a
fucking GUY, get the hint when I walk away from him -three- different times?
.. and then there's the cute, but dorky guy. To get email, you have to give it. I'm not going to be the one throwing all the effort into this... "........"..... whatever it is. Texts, don't count. It's been three days, am I being.... to.... demanding?
Why did I decide to stop smoking weed?
Why does the bald, slow talking, 24 year old, living with his parents, "I'm going to school-- to be a truck driver", totally into nascar, and spending every weekend drunk, can't even pretend to be interesting/interested guy, not leave me alone?
... or why doesn't the "I'm recently self employed" owner of a certain lhasa that comes in stinking of urine and facial... discharge/matter, doesn't think that I can tell the difference between a three month old cocker and her 13 year old dog, bring her fucking *companion*/pet to the vet, get it on some anti-fucking-biotics, and clear up it's gawd damned bladder infection so the poor thing doesn't have to smell like the interior of a cattle barn?
... or why doesn't the stupid mother fucker that snorts in his throat, names his dog horrendously gawd awful names that you wouldn't even give a gold fish, doesn't quite understand the concept of a ramp (needs to be shown), wastes my time because he wants to chat, then calls me a
fucking GUY, get the hint when I walk away from him -three- different times?
.. and then there's the cute, but dorky guy. To get email, you have to give it. I'm not going to be the one throwing all the effort into this... "........"..... whatever it is. Texts, don't count. It's been three days, am I being.... to.... demanding?
Why did I decide to stop smoking weed?
you stopped smoking weed because it would have eventually made you as clueless as the tools you described above.
i'm watching the same late night reruns you are.
Why did that orange I just *tried* to eat have to suck so much ass that I ended up throwing it away?
I guess that just proves that plants suck too.