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i'm tired and bored, so....
what are really stupid things that annoy the crap out of you?
mine:
dirty soap
disembodied hairs
fingerprints on glass, especially windows
spit
no coffee in the pot when i wake up 'cause i'm too lazy and tired in the morning to make it my own damn self
people screeching and making a lot of noise over minor pains/fuck-ups. a stubbed toe requires no more than a mild "shit." when you're stabbed in the gut, then you can squeal.
that's enough for now.
"fingerprints on glass, especially windows"
...is there a police story along with this :P
For me it's my irregular appitite...an odd one I vouch but it annoys the living piss out of me.
lol. *no*
i just... i have to clean it. it's nasty....
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not haveing whatever tool I need directly in front of me
Far too many to list.
People who won't just say what they mean and think it's more polite to creep up on a topic via 15 minutes of smalltalk, money winning over integrity, bread that goes stale before the label says it should, and mail that's just a fraction of an inch too big to fit through the door so the damn mailman wakes me up at 7am.
stupid things that annoy the crap out of me? I dunno.... I'm pretty laid back. I guess the stupid things that annoy me the most are other people, and ignorance.
People who take advantage of me.
When I put something down and cant find it 30 seconds later.
I'm stupid and annoy the crap out of me. But I don't think I'd go as far as to say -really- stupid. o.o
God, everything lately.
Pharmacies seem to make a pill for everything. Can't they make a pill to make people not so annoying? I'm not talking like an "anti-depressant". I mean more like a pill where it makes the person not constantly say and do the most annoying shit.
Losing clothes. Once in a while I'll go through my closet and get rid of shit I don't wear anymore. Two weeks later I'm looking for that t-shirt I forgot I gave away and freaking out because I can't find it.
And running out of wine when the liquor store is closed.
rhetorical venting over nothing and running out of milk,also not having the proper tools to do a job when i know what they are.
Dirty clothes left on the floor
Little pieces of paper/chads/paper puncher things/etc scattered on the carpet.
Lots of clutter on the furniture
Really sick people that come to work and get everyone else sick.
People who take really loud poops/don't turn the vent on.
Youtube "music videos"
ok, yeah. i think most people agree this is nasty...Quote:
Originally Posted by Velvet-Tongue
i think i lost my appetite....
oh, here's one...
running out of cigarettes and money at the same time so instead of paying the cheap price for a carton, i have to pay $5 for a pack at the corner store D:
*donateplz?*:yelrotflm
My wife buys the REAL cheap stuff for herself. Like the stuff they sweep up at a tobacco factory and shove in a cigarette. I figure she's gonna be getting lung cancer in 2 years. It's one thing to go generic. It's another thing though when you buy something that probably should only be called "tobacco-flavored".Quote:
Originally Posted by soma_stardust
D:
i refuse to change brands. it will be my downfall.
i'm so damn poor....
people that can't take the stairs without trying to put their foot through each step.
roomies that you share a wall with not turning down their video games/movies full of explosions after you've said goodnight to them, indicating that you're going to be sleeping.
the fact that every member of this house has been into the basement laundry room at least three times since i've taken their loads out of the dryer, folded them neatly and stacked them on top of the dryer so that i might use it, and the stack is still sitting there. I practically did their laundry for them, all they have to do is cart it upstairs. why is that so hard?
when certain roomies rinse out their water pipes in teh bathroom sink and just leave the resin goop all over the inside of the sink.
people that can't put the effing seat down on the toilet.
if i keep going i'll end up all kinds of upset.
~K
it's 2:30a and buster is still awake on the tubes.
why, oh why didn't buster go to bed at 12a when he realized that he wasn't still awake at 4a, or 5a?
but no now it's 2:30a and buster is still awake...
...he found
and it is possibly the single greatest day of buster's life... because FUCK YOU! Satan smokes dope bitches!!!! That trumps just about every fucking thing evar!!! Not even learning the Death Touch was this fucking cool!!!! 2 of my 4 favorite things together!!! FUCK YEAH! AVE SATANUS!!!! :buttrock:
...see what I mean? why oh why did buster stay up this late?
he has to go to work tomorrow...
...and clear out of the apartment so his roommate, and her married boyfriend can get down tomorrow...
...yet buster in his infinite wisdom just haaaaaaaaaaaad to stay up, fucking around on the nets, posting on long lost friend's livejounrals being invited to participate in awesome projects... yeah, fat chance of sleeping with that and Stoney Satan hangin' over ya buddy... reeeeeaaaal nice!!!
...okay, buster done ranting now. maybe if buster sacrifices a chicken, or somebody's pet he can get a decent night's sleep...
fuck oh fuck when will buster get an awesome goat guitar?
:lo: :lo: :the_finge :clapping:
keiko, I'm possibly spotting a pattern in your listing...
I have a new one.
Square cans. Specifically, corned beef cans, which claim, nay promise to come with a nifty little key, but turn out not to. The designer, assuming said key, makes sure the can absolutely positively will not fit a regular can opener.
...
OK, I have two.
Square cans, and the f%&^*$^$ who stole the key off mine.
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Originally Posted by Mindgames
Really? And yet no matter how politely I ask, no one seems to hear me.
~K
people who can't rinse out the shower when they're done. seriously, how hard is it? THE WATER'S ALREADY THERE.
i take baths, so i practically have to wash the whole damn tub before bathing D:
You're talking about the lighter/cone for the bong right? :laughing-Quote:
Originally Posted by Dusk
that's funny.... but true.....Quote:
Originally Posted by soma_stardust
a friend of mine hit his thumb with a hammer... not to bad, just enough to require a "shit! ouch!" but he jumped around like he had been shot and caught on fire.... then when he actually got shot and had a lung collapse, he barely made a sound... he just sat down and said... fuck i've been shot... then we had to save his life...
the things that really hurt cause your pain receptors to shut down real fast...
When I was riding my scooter and the handle bars thing snapped in half, sending we bout 1.5 metres before i hit the ground, now I hav to find a new one, or fix my bike, or when you go see a movie made out of a really good book (Twilight) and every girl in the cinema has to start squealing just because the main characters kiss.
get a church key. it has to be an old one though the new ones don't have can openers on them. there's also a can opener on a swiss army knife. old scool can openers will open any shape can.Quote:
Originally Posted by Mindgames
okay, a real list.
-really dumb girls. I work with a chick that is dumber than a box of rocks. we all make fun of her. last night I asked her if she knew what the capital of washington dc was and she said she didn't know. she deffinetly didn't know it was a trick question.
- not having butter in the house, or making the mistake of accidently buying unsalted instead of lightly salted butter.
- when the news interrupts my show. seriously, if were not being bombed don't interrupt. I don't give a shit about the weather.
- when J. uses all the detergent and doesn't tell me and I go to do laundry and there's not enough for even one load.
- when the dj is careless with my cds at work and they get scratched.
I'm sure i'll think of more. I've been pretty cranky and irritable for the last two weeks.
Any Army surplus store in the world will sell you a P-38 for about 99 cents. It's the greatest, most idiot proof tool ever.Quote:
Originally Posted by VoltaireBlue
Hahaha...I hear what you're saying about stupid girls Voltaire.
I work with one as well. She thought Las Vagas (her spelling) was in California. We also got into a huge argument that went on for weeks because she says that you can't 'turn' vegetarian. Her argument: if you've ever eaten meat in your life you can never call yourself a vegetarian even if you stop eating meat. I should have just walked away from that one but I couldn't.
There's more but I don't have all day to talk about how fucking dumb she is.
She's right Mystoo. Look at it this way, it's pretty widely accepted these days that you can't "turn gay" and that you're either born a homosexual or you're born a heterosexual. Well since everyone knows that vegetarians are fucking gay, the transitive property states that you can't turn vegetarian.
It's science folks.
I hadn't thought of that. thank you. I've been looking for one for camping trips.Quote:
Originally Posted by Rockwulf
You might want to go the P-51 route, it's bigger and easier to use for smaller feminine hands.