Tonight we're going to talk pet-peeves. Not in any specific order though.
Poor Grammar; To be frank, I loathe this the most. I just can't stand when people mess up the things that they mess up in Elementary School. I mean really, their - they're - there. Or even, its - it's. Or how about, here - hear. Seriously. FIGURE IT OUT PEOPLE. It's especially sexy when guys are trying to hit on me online and they fuck that up. "Hey their, hows are you? I thought your cute and wanted to say hi". Bitch, please. Learn to speak/type. It's not that hard, I promise.
Music TOO Loud; I'm driving down the road with my windows down, listening to MY music. Everything is all good and dandy until Mr.Thugs-a-lot comes by in his busted up Cadillac. The bass rattling the trunk, swearing up and down, same repetitive "beats" over and over. BITCH, I DON'T WANT TO LISTEN TO YOUR SHIT. If I wanted to, I'd turn on the fucking radio, or something (that's all the play on the radio these days anyway - with a few exceptions). So this causes me to have to either; A) Roll up my window, B) Bare with it and wait for the light to turn, C) Turn my music up. I hate that bullshit.
Speakers on the OUTSIDE?!; Are you serious!? Fuckers! When the hell did the trend to put SPEAKERS on the OUTSIDE of your cars start!? I HATE that more than the loud music rant! Bitch, I don't care if you got some gold-ass grills. Maybe even some "tricked out" rims (32s anyone?), or some damn hydrolics! RIDICULOUS!
OMG IT'S RAINING; When you drive, it rains. Period. Point blank. Especially when you live in FLORIDA. "Oh noes, it's raining, I BETTER DRIVE 15 MILES UNDER THE SPEED LIMIT!". NO! Drive the damn speed limit (or +). It's your dumb-ass that is causing the accidents because you are trying too hard to NOT get in one! Unless the downpour is SO bad that you can't see out the front with your wipers on high, then it's alright. There are some circumstances where it's okay to slow down in rain, but not that many. Seriously, if it's just a damn little thunder strom, DRIVE DAMNIT. Or get some new tires, for realz.
Horn dogs; "Hey bro, wanna hook up?". No. I don't. Thanks.
I have plenty more rants where these come from - and I know I have many in common with other people. The difference between me and others? I'm not afraid to say ANYTHING. I'll say whatever, on whatever topic.
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