Junkihate.com is a blog about hate. You’re probably reading this thinking, “Why do I care what this broad hates?” And the answer is: You should. Maybe if more people cared, women wouldn’t wear basketball shorts “just because” and pastry shops would stop putting jelly in their products unnecessarily. Maybe if people learned a thing or two about hate, we could band together and change the world one Ed Hardy shirt at a time.
I'm into music, vintage t-shirts, road rage, racism, ageism, sexism, favoritism, wheelchairs, the Burrito Ultimo, Lucille Bluth, Larry David, Sweet Dee, anything on 4AD, Smart Water, meat injectors, Mexicans, leather and nothing. I excel at nothing.
I hate how people end emails with the word “chow” when they really mean to use the word, “ciao”. Um…”chow” (spelled C-H-O-W) means food. So, what these moron-people are actually saying is:
[AHEM] An excerpt from an actual real-life email. (Probably.)
Thanks for putting out, Shirley. If I had known that the salad bar at the Sizzler and some salsa dancing would’ve gotten you that fired up, I would’ve taken you out on the town last week!
Food,
Steve
