What the hell is WRONG with you? No, seriously….do other states just rubber stamp your driver’s license? How is it that many of you seem to lack the basic principles of expressway driving? Or is there some sort of cosmic field that wipes your memory when you cross the Illinois State Line? I’m sure you’re [...]
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I hate this fucking holiday. What the hell is the god damn fascination with Christmas? Oh joy – a time to spend money I don’t have on people I don’t like! WHAT A GREAT FUCKING IDEA! Look – I hate Christmas. HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATE. Oh sure, we get a few extra days off work but I would [...]
I’m sure every generation prior to mine has screamed about “those damn kids” and their slang. So I’m sure my incoming rant is nothing new. However, we all know I’m always right, so previous grievances were simply pissing and moaning – I have a legitimate complaint here. And I’m just going to be blunt about [...]
Just a quick update – Terrorscribe is doing a theme piece from numerous bloggers & site writers in the horror industry, asking them to describe what they want from horror. He thought it was a good idea to ask me. I don’t think I’ll be asked to contribute again. Give it a read if you [...]
Lots of things piss me off. I mean LOTS. But rather than just be as brief as to say EVERYTHING pisses me off, I’ve decided to let the people of the internet know exactly what pisses me off….one thing at a time.
At what point is “enough, enough”? How long is one required to put up with horrible service before they are entitled to lose their god damn mind? Is it two plus years? Because that’s how long I’ve been dealing with my issue with Comcast in the Chicago suburbs. It started simply enough two years ago: [...]
I’m female. I know, I know, I’ll give you a minute to recover from shock, but yes – I’m a chick. I’m not some girlie girl either. You won’t see me having Sex & the City Movie Marathons, spending time on my nails, or wearing anything pink. Quite honestly, I’m much happier up to my [...]
Our Lager Which art in barrels Hallowed be thy drink. Thy Kegdom come, I fill thee mug At home, as in the tavern. Give us this day, our foamy head And forgive us our spillages As we forgive those, who spill upon us And lead us not, into inebreation, but deliver us from hangovers Barmen.
Bacon, oh, bacon! You wonderful thing! You make mankind all rise and sing! The grease that comes, from your rich loins, are an unequal sum to millions of coins. Breakfast, lunch, dinner, Teatime, bartime,& late night too! Every meal is a winner & more enjoyable with you! Wrapped on scallops, or in Korean stew -nothing [...]