This is not The Haters Club You're Looking For discussion
Will you never learn...


For that sir, I would kill you where you stand.....if you were standing here. But you're not. And I'm not about to use what leave I have to make my way to Fairbanks and track you down. So we'll put that aside for the moment. I think I made a pretty good contribution this weekend with my poll (yes Amanda, laugh away). What people need to understand is that (unlike the economy and weather patterns) hate is not cyclical. Hate should be constant, and expressed thusly.
Okay, maybe I have been negligent this weekend. So here are a couple things I hate:
When my daughter pisses my pants. Yes, I set her on my leg to feed her, and apparently she had filled her diaper to capacity and then some, so I was covered in baby urine from my thigh to above my waist.
Pee wee Soccer parents. My kid plays soccer (shut up) in a local league. There are some people who take the whole thing way too seriously. Pacing back and forth. Tearing their hair out. Getting pissed off when a kid from the opposing team manages (usually despite himself) to score a goal. First of all - it's pee wee. Second - it's f@##$% SOCCER. It's exercise, and the kids learn a little agility, balance, whatever. That's it.
Okay, I'm done for now.

I keep checking in...nope no one's here. So in the interest of keeping the hate alive, here it is.
I hate the south. I hate how people down here expect your kids to say "yes maam, no maam" but then talk about how the bridesmaid was "ugly and fat with frizzy red hair and B.O." in front of your same kid. So as long as you say "yes Maam" you're good. You can call people names and judge them left and right behind their backs...just so you're polite to their face. THAT'S what matters. FUCK THAT I TELL YOU.
Give it to me straight Goddamnit. I can take it, I promise. If you don't like me, don't pretend like you do. I'll manage to live without your approval somehow.

You're wrong about the South. I'm a Southerner,and proud of it. And I'll tell you right now - you smell like rotting food, you talk funny and you have split ends. There, I said it.
Actually, I like you more than most the @#%$%@s around here, but if you tell anyone I said that, I'll set your house on fire.
Gretchen, that sounds awful!
Nick, I'd like to thank you for giving me the most exciting imaginary weekend on the list.
Nick, I'd like to thank you for giving me the most exciting imaginary weekend on the list.
Nick, what was Bunny doing this weekend? And Dave? And Amanda?

Gretchen, your red-neck BBQ with drunken in-laws sounds fun... Just yeah, don't let them talk behind your back!
Rusty... Pee? Hilarious but ew.... But hilarious!!! Ah, how alluring is the idea of having kids right now...
'Tambo I concur: Dave? Amanda?

Tambo:


(that's the old stuff) Here's new:

http://www.widelec.org/zdjecie,2008-0...

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I can't decide whether she's the cat or the kid, they both look evil enough...

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She just keeps making all those faces in her avatars!

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http://www.widelec.org/zdjecie,2007-0...
'Cause she's so feisty! (You are Marie, don't deny it!)

http://www.widelec.org/zdjecie,2007-0...
That's the inside of the Prius, I assume.
and when he get's into his smoking mode:
http://www.widelec.org/zdjecie,2008-0...

http://www.widelec.org/zdjecie,2008-1...
I my world you don't have afro but that weird old-school kung-fu 'stache and beard... Don't ask why...



Hee hee, Rusty made a contribution with his poll. I hear ya on the youth soccer, though. Parents are lunatics.
Thanks Kasia! :) I approve!

Amanda: Amanda, lying on the floor of her entry way head tiled up and to the left with a stream of after vomit drool running up her cheek; You know the drool that is thick and mucus(y) something akin to a lugie. There is an empty bottle of Johnny Walker in her shaking hand... As she lays there contemplating the feasibility of getting up without falling over again, she realizes there is a rodent of some sort looking at her with we beady eyes from across the entry way... well what she assumes is a rodent with wee beady eye's, it is hard to tell being that the little bastard is all blurry around the edges.
for some reason that she has yet to determine the little thing keeps skippering closer... don't little rodents usually run away from people? WTF is wrong with this thing? Is it going to eat me... hmmm I wonder if it is any good.. NO stop that, that is gross, it is a filthy rodent.. yuck... well I'm sure it is cleaner then the last guy I was with.. NO Gross I need a drink OH SHIT! it's really close now, maybe I should Scream and scare it off...
It is at this time that Amanda realizes she is too drunk to speak. The only noise that slips past her lips sounds more like clogged toilet then a human being attempting speech. She also noticed that whatever is in her mouth is exactly what the blurry rodent wants; and her attempt at scaring it off has only increased it's bravado... It skippers closer, Amanda can feel her heart beat increase dramatically as she prepares to be devoured by the killer rodent, if only she could move her limbs... the world spins and everything goes to black...
some unmeasurable time later Amanda is jarred awake by the sound of her cellphone alarm, and the tell tale sign of a good night drinking; Pounding headache... that can't be it is set to go off on Monday morning.. oh shit, I blacked out another weekend... Shit, I wonder what everyone on goodreads talked about all weekend...

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I don't want to cross Gretchen, ever!"
That child is the succubus incarnate.... I will never have children because of the evil in this one child...

Servius Sextus Heiner wrote: "(...) WTF is wrong with this thing? (...) NO stop that, that is gross (...) No Gross"
my words exactly
though Amanda was asking for it
hymmmm

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I don't want to cross Gretchen, ever!"
That child is the succubus incarnate.... I will never have children because o..."
It's ME Nick. And I've already reproduced! TWICE! HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA.

Evil. My point exactly.

Tambo:
(that's the old stuff) Here's new:
http://www.widelec.org/zdjecie,2008-0...
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And I thought Tambo's best feature were her eyes....

http://www.widelec.org/zdjecie,2008-0...
I can't decide whether she's the cat or the kid, they both look evil enough..."
The cat. It's by FAR the more articulate-looking.

Sure the eyes.... But all the love she's got for the little vermin deserves some attention as well.
This thread is perplexing me! I don't think it's meant to be read between classes in one-minute bursts. I'll have to come back to it, later.

They are the SPIRIT of Fooz. No need to ask why. No one has any f***ing idea. (I don't, anyway, and I like to think I speak for all mankind.)

Evil. My point exactly."
Oh that REALLY is you... Oh no, thought that was a GR stretching of the truth, I'm both impressed and terrified.

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I'm just trying to remember exactly what Lori has posted to deserve this, for the love of God. (NOTE: This emotional reaction may come solely from a childhood spent around farmyard animals. We didn't exactly part friends, I'm afraid.)

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DANG, this captures me so well. Except for my alimentary canal, which is considerably more circuitous. But then, few people know about that very private fact.


Yes you deserve it. But I cannot credit the second sentence, sorry Doni.

Lord, what did Lori DO to you? I know I don't keep up on the threads like I should, but Lord GOD, what did she DO to you??

Yes, but those teeth are completely arresting, even to non-Europeans. (Hah -- teeth joke!! Go ahead with the fat American humor, fair is fair.)
Tambo, could you possibly post an avatar of yourself smiling close up? Thank you.

You did it for me Doni, no need to rub it in too much...
Marie: She has probably lost something crucial to her existence... with out her thing-a-magig her ipod will no longer be capable to sync with her alien computer aboard the mother ship... her head should be imploding..............now.
Montambo: She is just drunk and having wild crazy gratuitous irresponsible sex with every attractive young man (and a couple hot babes) within an 80 mile radius.
Fooz: Well fooz is excused, after a heated night with "roxy" fooz discovered this morning that he was literally glued to his bed via all his DNA being haphazardly strewn about the night before... Fooz you had a blow out time for a new sock...
Tom: Tom is unable to come to the computer right now, Please leave your name and contact information and he will get back to you when he is done being gay.
Gretchen: Had the interview with wealth and taste boy and decided to try out something she read in a romance novel... it went wrong, terribly wrong.After a moment of steamy office sex she learns that this tasteful chap is actually her daughters half brother... INCEST!
Kasia: Well she already lost/robbed her wallet, but bad things tend to happen in threes so... Pink eye, a lump forms in your favorite spot on yer bed making it so you can't sleep well at night.
Rusty: Rusty decided he was wrong about hippies after all, and spent the last 16 hours tripping on LSD smoking mass quantities of marijuana, singing in a drum circle, having stoned sex with an STD ridden unwashed hippie, and punching anyone who might be "the man".