Top five reasons one can go fuck oneself:
1. That guy who yanked out in front of me, then slowed down to a snail's pace. Go fuck yourself, buddy!
2. That person in front of me at the bank drive-thru who finishes conducting business, then stays parked at the window while figuring their checkbook, making out their bills, and most likely reading the newspaper, and pondering the great wonders of the world. Go fuck yourself, pal!
3. That lady who takes all of an item on the shelf at the grocery, without consideration that someone standing right there, (like me, for instance) might want one of that item. Just because it's on sale, mind you. Who in the hell needs 8 jars of creamy peanut butter? Go fuck yourself, sister!
1. That guy who yanked out in front of me, then slowed down to a snail's pace. Go fuck yourself, buddy!
2. That person in front of me at the bank drive-thru who finishes conducting business, then stays parked at the window while figuring their checkbook, making out their bills, and most likely reading the newspaper, and pondering the great wonders of the world. Go fuck yourself, pal!
3. That lady who takes all of an item on the shelf at the grocery, without consideration that someone standing right there, (like me, for instance) might want one of that item. Just because it's on sale, mind you. Who in the hell needs 8 jars of creamy peanut butter? Go fuck yourself, sister!
4. Speaking of the grocery... That lady who lollygags through the store and manages to take up the entire 8 foot wide isle. Let's not forget all of her kids running unsupervised from the store, throwing shit into my cart when my back is turned. You miss, can go fuck yourself up the ass.
5. That person who pays for one newspaper, but takes a stack of them out of the rack. Fuck you dude, and go fuck yourself while you're at it.
5. That person who pays for one newspaper, but takes a stack of them out of the rack. Fuck you dude, and go fuck yourself while you're at it.
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