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I hate how everyone's so quiet!
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David
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Feb 10, 2009 07:02AM
Seth, hold out. It is not your job to call. All these women with their, "you have to be the man" sexist misandry are continuing the oppression of the male gender. Of course you could just rub and press the button. Since it is about the size of a nipple it might be good practice.
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I am being mean? Horsefeathers. Hold on, I did not realize we are supposed to love each other and only hate the outside. While I might usually call youall nitwits I am upping this a level, Tambo. You nincompoops.
that "badger" thing made me GIGGGGGLE and I'm not high.
HahahahahahaahahHAhahaha!
Sorry, people who are offended by that word. I mean it in the sense where you "retard the flames." Okay?
Sorry, people who are offended by that word. I mean it in the sense where you "retard the flames." Okay?
So you were using it as a verb in the imperative mode? Got it.
Exactly. Unless you're not offended by the use of it as a noun.
I'm not. Anyone who is is a...well, you know.
Montambo wrote: Today I hate how the last ten minutes of yoga class are always so fucking cheesy! I don't want to breathe in to..."
I hate how my new yoga instructor wants to do so much PARTNER work. NO! I don't mind breathing in and out, ect. I don't even mind saying "Om" and "Namaste". But I do NOT want to press the ball of my foot into the hip crease of a complete stranger while pulling their arm out as far as it will go and I do not want to bow to them afterwards to thank them for helping me especially since I don't think it helps. Some of the partner work puts your face an inch from someone's hoo hoo. It wasn't so bad when I took the class with my friend and could have my face an inch from HER hoo hoo because at least it was a familiar hoo hoo.
Oh good grief, Gretchen. That's much worse.
Gretchen wrote: "Montambo wrote: Today I hate how the last ten minutes of yoga class are always so fucking cheesy! I don't want to breathe in to..."
I hate how my new yoga instructor wants to do so much PARTNER ..."
Ok… I am intrigued here… how familiar are you with your friend’s hoo hoo and please be really explicit when describing the first encounter
Gretchen talking of "hoo hoo's" I'm with fooz; we need a better description please.::Sits patiently and waits to hear the compelling tale of Gretchen sniffs a HooHoo::
I was going for a horton hears a who... }:-D
Well, I'm glad to lift your frozen mood for a spell. less then 60 days right!
Ugh! you hate on the cold, I'll hate on "breakup" The summers are awesome sauce here, once they arrive and everything dries up. until then you need hip boots, and everyone "squishes" around. It's like listening to a recording of child birth... with the mother gaged of course.
birds... screw birds, what about the stench of decay from all the dead rotting foliage from the last year. icky! But once all is dried out everything is gravy.
yes you should, I like peach cobbler.
eat some peach cobbler! Donna's treat!
Yoga releases a lot of gas, being near a hoo hoo could be dangerous.
Um.. EW! I wish I could make those caps bigger. I didn't say anything about sniffing any hoo hoos. Just said my face was an inch away. I do my very best NOT to sniff. Luckily I've never smelled anything bad in my yoga class...even though I've heard some upsetting noises (david is right). But there is someone with superbad BO in one of the classes that lets out at the same time as mine. Whoever that hippie is needs to give it up and go back to using deoderant.
He probably uses that all natural "doesn't work for shit" Tom's natural deodorant from Maine. (Saw it show cased on the Colbert Report) a cheap non sellout version of Bert's bee's... did I mention it doesn't work?Ahh Gretchen, A hippie hater after my heart, tell me all the ways in which you hate hippies. We can confer with Amanda afterwards to see if she agrees.
Natural deodorant is awful. Damn hippies convince me that the aluminum is bad to rub under my arms then cannot make something that works. Tom's of Maine is crap, has to be put back on every four hours same with all Avalon roll ons but they work just a sconch better. So I started rubbing a rock under my armpit then adding one of the others on top. No dice. I don't think hippies want to smell; it's a lack of organic technological breakthroughs. Why can't real purity make something manly instead of sniffy stawberry or whatever it is, grrr--
"You don't have to start a new thread, but say something you hate, today, here:"- People who tell me I should get a facebook account, "because it's soooooo cool, and you can find friends from high school and junk."
I hated high school, hated most of the people there, and now I hate you. Also, I waste enough hours of my life on this bloody website.
- People who tell me to smile.
I will smile when I feel like smiling, dumbass, and frankly it's none of your business. Point of fact - I'd be more inclined to smile if you weren't spouting your nonsensical hippie, rastafari bullshit philosophy.
- lawmakers, especially those who think of taxpayer money as Monopoly money.
- Joss Whedon
I've seen some of his shows, I've read some of his comics. They're alright, not great. I don't understand the discipleship.
Here are a couple of things I do not hate.
- My whole department re-located to another building. Except me. I convinced them it would be easier to do my job if I stayed put. So now there is no one in the building to whom I answer directly. Plus, very few of the people there actually understand what my job entails.
- I found a used bookstore less than a mile from my house.
::Pats Rusty's back::Breath homie breath... the night terror will be over soon, or so they tell me.
- People who tell me to smile. When people tell me to smile i just look at them and say, deadpan, "What do you mean? I am smiling."
Donna does the best rants :D
Best friend in the house!
Don't worry about him, Marie. He's just a name-calling scabface with a crush on me or something :)
Don't worry about him, Marie. He's just a name-calling scabface with a crush on me or something :)
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