There are about three people in the world that I do not want to tell to go fuck themselves, either directly, indirectly or rather gently. The sentiment, however, would be the same.
Here's some balloons. You know what? I fucking hate balloons. There, a concrete reason to garner disapproval. Whisper, whisper, that bitch hates pretty pretty balloons! Damn!
I really hate Florida too: (from Slashdot, which I do not hate)
"In an attempt to defy the newly approved state science standards, Florida Senator Rhonda Storms has proposed a bill that would allow teachers to contradict the teaching of evolution. Her bill states that 'Every public school teacher in the state's K-12 school system shall have the affirmative right and freedom to objectively present scientific information relevant to the full range of scientific views regarding biological and chemical evolution in connection with teaching any prescribed curriculum regarding chemical or biological origins.' The bill's main focus is on protecting teachers who want to adopt alternative teaching plans from sanction, and to allow teachers the freedom to teach whatever they wish, even if it is in opposition to current standards."
You know who else I hate? "Margaret P. Jones", the highly successful stone cold liar. If I tell colorful tales of fiction about my 'past' will I get a book deal and an interview in the Times? Fuck you.
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I'd like to rant at the electoral process. If the polling location was going to change for the first time in N years. wouldn't it -- just perhaps -- make sense to, I don't know, maybe INFORM the public that they need to go somewhere else to vote? Sending a mailing in advance would be much more effective that posting an 8.5x11 piece of paper at the regular polling location.
Hang in there. Certainly life will be better after some of the tasty BBQ in the previous post.
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