December 2010
8 posts
(Out of ALL of her stories, she chose this one.)
Um.. Thanks, But I Can Get My Own Paper Towel
I’d hate to work in a bathroom.
Morning Becomes Mexican
Fuck you, KCRW. If I wanted to listen to Mexican-salsa music, I’d go to a Baja Fresh.
Speaking of the Brits...
I hate when Americans use the term “flat.” Um…it’s called an APARTMENT, douchebag—NOT a flat. AND you’re going on VACATION—not a fucking “holiday.” (Christmas is a holiday. Martin Luther King Day is a holiday. And Madonna wrote a song called Holiday.)
Cheers: It’s A Bar From the Television, People
I’ve said it before (and I’ll say it again [because it seems to be a fucking epidemic]): I hate when people who aren’t British end emails with the word, “Cheers.” And what’s even worse (If you can possibly imagine such a thing) is when they [they = these bastard people] add an exclamatory to the end of it like this: “Cheers!” (I want to take these...
(Santa Clause Is Coming To Town [And Hopefully,...
I hate the word “naughty.” (And the people who usually use it are pretty creepy.)