I hate when people get rid of their dogs when they start having babies. (I want to take these asshole-people out back and fuck them up.)
I hate that her hair salon does not provide free bang trims between cuts.
I hate lip liner. I think the women who wear it look like whores. Or clowns. Or whore-clowns.
I hate (and have no respect for) the mock turtleneck.
I hate when I can hear someone whistling. It’s like making wind chime sounds with your mouth and it’s fucking creepy.
Parking your junkerS (plural) outside your place of residence is a poor person’s right of passage.
Everything here screams impoverished:

Let’s review:
Futon- Not a good idea in college, certainly not a good idea now. Do you think the girl you picked up at Happy Endings is really going to bang you when she walks in and watches you turn your “couch” into a “bed.”
Vertical Blinds- Maybe if you spent less money on your music ornamental guitars and more money on decor, you wouldn’t have metal blinds that get twisted and bent with the slightest movement.
Carpet- Nothing says “below-the-poverty-line” quite like wall to wall [stained] carpeting.
Golf clubs- You only have these because golf is the Leisure Man’s® sport and you like playing make believe. We see the rest of your place. You aren’t fooling anyone with that 9 iron.
The vintage Coke bottles- We get it, Steve, you collect only the finer things in life. Vintage Americana glassware, cardboard boxes from things you’ve purchased, VHS tapes, computer monitors- they’re all there.
Things not visible in this picture: the wind chimes hanging on the other side of the vertical blinds, a view of the community pool.
Poverty Week [Day 3]
(Beer Cozies)
Poverty Week [Day 2]
It’s “Poverty Week” on Junk I Hate (kind of like when they have family week on Wheel of Fortune—but different). Come celebrate recognize celebrate Poverty Week with me— I mean the blacks get an entire month, we might as well give these people a week.
I hate when people look like they have dirty teeth… Like Nelly and that girl from Degrassi. [Pictured below]


(Err…makin’ skinny look good TO WHO?)