Keen Observation, Me

It’s like there’s a clothing store in Chicago called, ‘90’s.’

(Why Do These Exist?)

I really hate jeans with embroidered pockets. 

#TwitterHasRuinedEverything

It’s really uncomfortable when bands (or solo artists) say things like, “I love my fans!” Or, “I love you all!” when [MAYBE] 23 people know they exist.

RAPE Central

I hate a “downstairs” bathroom (um…it’s a basement) in a restaurant. 

Shut Your Whore Mouth, Linda Yu

I hate newscaster banter.

I hate that I want to motorboat the hell out of Hank Azaria.

I hate that I want to motorboat the hell out of Hank Azaria.

I Wear My Sunglasses At Night [No I Don’t]

I hate when people wear [everyday] glasses (as in regular glasses for seeing, reading, driving, etc.) with dark-tinted lenses. I HATE THESE. They’re like indoor sunglasses, but not dark enough to be sunglasses. (And who wants to be the douche wearing sunglasses indoors? [We’re not all part of the Jersey Shore cast.])

Does anyone know what (the) Mona Lisa has to do with AIDS?

Does anyone know what (the) Mona Lisa has to do with AIDS?

I hate that this is probably the Christmas card for an NRA member.

I hate that this is probably the Christmas card for an NRA member.

Don’t Talk To Me

I hate when people write “KEWL” instead of cool. And what may be worse (if you can imagine such a thing) is when they try and pronounce it. [Pronounced: q-uh-öol]

In Other Creepy News…

I hate when people refer to their own mothers as MILF’s.

Why Do I Feel Like “BENNIFER” Started This Whole Word Pairing Thing?

I hate the word “jeggings.”

(No, That’s Not Creepy At All)

I saw a girl in yoga this morning with ‘Daddy’s Girl™’ tattooed on her ankle. (Someone was obviously molested.)

I Don’t Think You Gave Birth To Him, [Son]

I hate when dudes refer to each other as “son.”

You Look Ridiculous (EVERYBODY THINKS SO)

I hate the handlebar mustache.

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