Showing posts with label rage. Show all posts
Showing posts with label rage. Show all posts

Friday, 16 November 2012

Guest post: Darth Pickles on things we fucking hate.


Evening guys, Aarika from Darth Pickles is the latest add an instalment of rage to the things we fucking hate series. She had a lot of rage and couldn't stick to one subject, so here she is with 5 things she fucking hates!


Maybe I'm easily annoyed, but I couldn't pick just one thing, so I decided to go with "5 things that really pluck at my nerves." 

1. I know we just came through the election and all, but I am so incredibly tired of the ten miles of political propaganda I have to scroll though on my facebook/tumblr/twitter feed. I also can't help feeling like every one of those posted is a passive aggressive attempt at trolling, because everyone that posts one is just hoping, even if it's a teeny, tiny bit, that someone will have the audacity to challenge or disagree with them. 
2. "Homophobes." I AM QUOTING HERE, but stop calling it "homophobia." You are not afraid of anything, you're just an intolerant douchebag. 
3. People that don't understand the difference between indoor and outdoor voice. Children AND adults. Seriously, regulate your volume.
4. Unibrows. Seriously?! Get yourself some tweezers and handle that caterpillar situation on your face ASAP. 
5. Juggalos. I really, really try to be tolerant of others and stand by "to each his own" but honestly, anyone who has ever donned a hatchet man should probably just be wiped off the planet. 

Aarika Webb - Darth Pickles

Monday, 8 October 2012

Guest post: Pink Wonderland on things we fucking hate.

Good evening all! Ready for another instalment of things we fucking hate? Yes, yes you are. Today we have Kelsea and her woes on moving. Enjoy! Also, if anyone would like to get involved in this, please just drop me a message, its a lot of fun and it would be great to hear from you. 


When Daisy contacted me about Things I Fucking Hate Saturday, I thought about what is pissing me off lately. And I realised that I can't think about anything right now except for how much I detest moving. I think most people would agree there's not much in life that's more of a pain in the ass. All that stuff you own that looks reasonable when hidden away inside drawers suddenly turns into huge mountains of things when you have to move it. Then you're packing up stuff, and halfway through, you run out of tape or boxes or both. You spend a painful week packing your life up into cardboard boxes and all of your energy moving them from one place to the next... and what's your reward? Cleaning, paying for things like paint and changing locks... and unpacking! I'm officially over it. Don't be surprised if in a year, I am still digging through boxes for my work outfit in the morning.

Kelsea - Pink Wonderland

Friday, 5 October 2012

Guest post: Adrian Loves Owls on things we fucking hate.


Evening! tonight I'm posting my first guest post on "Things we fucking hate"! I'm really enjoying rage blogging these days so i reached out with my little creeper feelers to my fellow bloggers and asked what pisses everyone else off, Ive had some brilliant replies and I'll be posting them all this month! So, lets get started with the beautiful Adrian and her views on fucking pedestrians!


I fucking hate pedestrians. 
Not all pedestrians, just the stupid ones. You know, the ones that take their sweet ass time crossing the street when you’re trying to make a left turn across the intersection. Don’t you kind of just want to run them over? (Maybe that’s just me.) Or what about the pedestrians that do what I call “the fake out”? I hate those fuckers. They’re the idiots at the intersection that wait for the “walk” sign and then don’t do anything. They just fucking stand there. And then, just as you start to turn they decide, “oh, I think I’ll cross now,” so you slam on your breaks and you wait…and wait….and wait because they’re slow as fuck and don’t give a shit about anyone else. If you’re going to be stupid and indecisive about crossing the damn street, the least you could do is walk fast. I mean come on, people! If I’m walking across the street and I’m holding up traffic, you better be sure that I’m walking quickly. I hate having people wait on me and, if you can’t tell, I hate waiting on other people!


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