I was actually starting to think that this blog is too negative, a downer even. Fuck that noise. I love bitching about stupid people and the things that annoy me (see: Albino Python). I hope you all feel the same.
Most of the pet peeves were pretty standard (chomping on gum, bad manners, toilet paper rolling up from the bottom, etc.) but there was one that I really enjoyed and needed to share. This comes from Anonymous in Glendale, AZ:
"I can't stand people who whistle — not catcalls by construction workers — I mean zipadee-do-da whistlers. I understand they are happy, but it just makes my ears bleed."
I love you Anonymous. We should be friends. If not friends, maybe we could just be two people who meet up on occasion and exchange philosophies. It's really hard to find people you can relate to and when you come across someone so completely and utterly in sync with your own skewed perception, you need to hang on to that person for dear life. With just one quote (that I *know* was better before being edited by the man) you've managed to win me over. I feel you- I fucking hate whistlers. I fucking hate yellow wearing, happy-go-lucky, life's not so bad, at least we've got our health, look on the bright side mother fuckers.
But I fucking love me some dirty catcalls. Holla.
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