The "Things I Hate" thread

MistressJett said:
:kiss: (I don't have one now - I just hate 'em with a passion.)

Just 'cause. ;)

I hate it when I hear cats screaming at each other in the middle of the night.
 
Belegon said:
jealousy
possessiveness
any feeling based on an "ownership right" over another person's attention, feelings or goodwill

and even more...

actions taken based on those types of feelings. Feeling it may not be under your control. It might have it's genesis in so many things one is not concious of. But you always have control over your actions.

Well said! I dislike jealousy intensely. As well, I ditto the dislike of Brussel Sprouts and add a dislike of scuttly insects that can move faster than me.
 
Clichés. Especially dream clichés. Especially the one dream cliché where you are back in school, but in your underwear.

My sub-conscious is a dick. :mad:
 
Boy-racers.

I hate the way they drive suped-up little Novas with exhausts like cannons. I hate the way the engine screams as they push the car way beyond its limitations. I hate the way they corner. I hate the way they cut across roundabouts. I hate the way they tailgate...

But boy, do I love it when I put my foot on the gas and leave them for dust :catroar:
 
Elderly people in supermarkets.

Why, oh why, oh why do they have to do their weekly shop on a Saturday morning when they've got the WHOLE BLOODY WEEK to do it????

Their trolleys succeed in cordoning off entire aisles as they prod and squeeze the fruit, or load up on Rennies and tea bags.

It drive me fucking nuts!

And the worst thing of all is that although they move around the store like snails, when it comes to beating you to the checkout their trolleys suddenly take on the speed of Ferraris. It makes no difference that you just have a loaf of bread - they're determined that their trolley-full of greens, tea bags and Rennies gets in the queue first.

Why?????
 
Aurora Black said:
Fish bones. :p


I know what you mean. Sometimes you get to a point where there are so many bones in your mouthful of fish that you have no option other than to spit it all back out onto the plate like a sodden porcupine.

Unless you want to see some real farm-animal table manners, don't feed me fish.
 
scheherazade_79 said:
I know what you mean. Sometimes you get to a point where there are so many bones in your mouthful of fish that you have no option other than to spit it all back out onto the plate like a sodden porcupine.

Unless you want to see some real farm-animal table manners, don't feed me fish.

Exactly. What's a Rennie?
 
MistressJett said:
Feeling lonely.

Loneliness is the worst. The regret over the opportunities you wasted in life can be crushing.
 
CharleyH said:
How about "Things I hate" threads? :catroar:
I'm putting you on the "things I love" thread.

I don't care if you like it or not. Ha! Take that, bitch!

P.S. I mean "bitch" in the most wonderful of ways. <cough>
 
scheherazade_79 said:
Boy-racers.

I hate the way they drive suped-up little Novas with exhausts like cannons. I hate the way the engine screams as they push the car way beyond its limitations. I hate the way they corner. I hate the way they cut across roundabouts. I hate the way they tailgate...

But boy, do I love it when I put my foot on the gas and leave them for dust :catroar:

AMEN!!! I know it's the wrong thread to say this, but I love you more, every time you post. I hate the stupid, simpering women who crowd around those assholes, sucking up to them because they've got a "hot rod". You know what, every time one of those ass-wipes (or the ones on the motorcycles) kill a family of four, I wish you could force all of them to attend the funeral (or take away their licenses).

If you like to drive fast, go to the race track. I love professional drivers. They are talented and dedicated. It's great to watch pros go at it. The amateurs are just wanna-be posers. Stay off our roads!
 
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