I hate when drummers drum (with their sticks) on a surface other than a drum. For example, every morning when I walk into the gym (I’m in excellent shape), the guy at the front desk is “playing” the countertop [of said front desk]. He brings his sticks to work EVERY SINGLE DAY and just plays to the beat of the music coming through the speakers. And for the life of me, I cannot fathom how none of his co-workers have beaten him senseless yet.
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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.
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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.
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