Flies are dirty little insects. They walk around on poop all day then try and fly into your mouth. You then have to spend half your life chasing them away. Why can’t they all just die? I know spiders and other things need them to eat, but why can’t they just eat grass and greens stuff instead?
Chain letters are the limit! Only a geek would believe that by breaking the chain you’d be cursed. What a crock of bull!
It annoys me when people point at their wrist when they ask for the time. I know where my watch is. Do I point at my privates when I ask where the toilet is?
When I’m having words with someone and they say, “what did you just call me?” “Oh, did I call you something?” “Yes you called me a “#$)@#@##**&#!” “So, if you know what I called you why are you asking me, you #$)@#@##**&#?”
I always end up having to refill the sugar bowl and I don’t even use sugar! You start pouring the sugar out from the large container and ‘Barra Biem Barra Boom ‘you see it all messing on the newly cleaned cupboard and all over the floor. Now I crunch when I walk!
When there are two people talking and one looks at me and then whispers to the other one and he laughs it really ticks me off because I think they are laughing at me for some reason.
Ants are cool; they march about in single file and carry stuff that’s much bigger than themselves, excellent. This is what I used to think about ants. That was until the little villains invaded my garden and my house. You get big piles of sand type stuff dug up round the cracks in your path and even in your grass. They are also very difficult to get rid of. I have put tons of ant stuff down all the nests and around the house. They die off in the area you put the stuff down, but the survivors just move away and turn up in a different place the next day. I swear to kill every bloody ant that comes near my house (and even some others that I might see somewhere else). It’s a difficult task, but I’ll do it if I have to kill myself in the process.
It really riles me when I’m in the supermarket pushing loaded trolley, and someone stops dead in front of me to chat to someone else? Hello, you’re not the only one in the shop, ok!
I hate it when someone asks; “can I ask you a question?” Am I mistaken or did you not ask me one already?
It truly irritates me when I’m in being hysterical and someone says, “calm down!” No I will not calm down! This is my nervous breakdown, I earned it and I want to have it! Is that okay with everybody? Thanks, now leave me alone I need to finish my tantrum!
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