Yeesh. I hate people. It's for this reason, that I feel I should bitch about how much I hate them. Be they fictional or real, matters not. This list will be constantly updated (as if anyone reads it).
1. Andy Milaknockers - Yeah, I spelt his name wrong, so what. The kid's a fat little shit, and if I got the chance, I pop him in the chops. Then burn his skin off. WORDS FAIL ME.
2. James Lipton - God, where do I begin? I HATE this guy. If you ever watch Inside The Actors Studio, you'll hear him talk about "the magic moment," and something about approaching it. Yes, we all love movies, but he crosses the line between affectionado and fucked up wierdo.
3. Danny Bona-DOUCHEY - (Not original, whatever) This guy.... oh this guy. I hate him the same way I hate almost everything; WAY TOO FUCKING MUCH. I can't imagine what women think when they decide to date him, the dude looks like a worn-out toilet seat.
4. The cast of Frasier - I consider myself a smart person, but I find the show overbearing and pompous. Not to mention lame. Whatever. I can't really explain why I hate them, but let's just say, if you know, you know.
5. Ryan Seacrest - Speaks for itself.
6. Any British person on a commercial - Do I need to say why? I mean, every time I hear an English accent in commercials, it sounds like it's being impersonated, filtered, and edited like nothing else. Instead of a playful Cockney accent, you seem to get a 17th century high class asshole.
7. Andy Milaknockers - I just can't get over my hatred for this kid. It's a special kind of hatred, that could only be quenched by scalding his body with gravy and having dogs eat his flesh. I want him dead. I want his family dead. I want everyone who has anything to do with him dead. God. Damn. Him.
8. Fred from Scooby-Doo - When I was a kid, everyone I knew loved Fred. I never understood why. He basically just hit on Daphne all the time, while the rest of the gang got chased by monsters. Oh, and then there are his "plans". They never worked. I mean, something would screw up and it would all go wrong, but it would still catch the monster. However, it was my thinking that his plan didn't actually go to plan (mind my lack of vocabulary) and therefore he did shit. I hate him and his stupid gay ascot.
TO BE CONTINUED? Oh yeah. I'm just gonna go to bed before I have an aneurysm and die.
Maybe you've figured this out yourself. Maybe you think I'm a dangerous retard. MAYBE YOU THINK YOU'RE BETTER THAN ME. But none of that matters. What matters, is that I have a superior way of eating cookies and milk.
For starters, let's examine the normal process. I use the word "normal" as opposed to "fuckin' WRONG" because I'm not a jerk. NORMALLY, people take their cookie, and dunk it in their glass. The end result is a soggy treat with barely any milk on it, and a glass of milk with crumbs in it. Nigga please.
The process that I have stumbled upon, is to add the milk AFTER the fact. That means, take a bite of the cookie, then drink a bit of milk. This way, you get a perfect blend of ice cold freshness and crunchy baked goods. Such other benefits include;
No more spilt milk to not cry over
No more crumbs in your drink
Bigger penis is just 3 weeks
Simply put, if you don't eat your cookies AND THEN drink your milk, I will fuck you with a rake, and construct a fort out of your bones.
Let me just say first, that I in no way hate women. (Except for women from France, California, Florida, or god forbid North Korea. *shudder*) But women's curling is a joke. Why? Well, even though I know nothing about the sport, mostly because it's god awful and makes me contemplate murder-suicide, I still hate it. I hate it just because it exists.
You see, when a sport, a REAL sport, is divided into genders, it's because men and women have different builds, and as such, the rules of the game, as well as the opponents, need to compensate for the difference. But in curling, no physical skill is necessary. All you do, (I think) is slide a rock down some ice, while some teammates wipe it's path with brooms. Where's the gender advantage in that?
I suppose that chances are, I don't know enough about curling. Maybe after you get a rock in the middle, you have to run two laps around the ice. Or if you knock an opponent's rock out of the middle, they have to come over and fight you. But I would think that if it was that awesome, then I would have noticed it by now.