Saturday, February 14, 2004
Anti-Valentine
As I have no one special to smother with love today, I thought instead I would create a list of things that I hate. I hate politics, and roaches and rush hour traffic. I hate uber-feminists and sleezy men who tell me that I'm beyond high maintainence. I hate rodents, and parrots and things flavored blue razzberry. I hate when pregnant women curse and cheesy proposals on national tv. I hate it when people say, "What it is is...." I hate mothers who give their children mullets and anyone who wears cartoon characters on their jeans. I hate clutter, and bad poetry and soft-porn romance novels. I hate my alarm clock. But, most of all, I hate my mother's jeans. They're tight and old and taper to a sharp point.
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