








Man I love that fucking game.
There is so much anger that you could just shit.
Even though I'm usually a very angry guy, I like to chill out to some hot herbal tea once it starts getting nice and nippy outside. Well I've been drying some white clover flower heads and some mint leaves for about a week now. Today, I was thinking, "Hey it's about time to make a little something special." So while I was brainstorming of a good way to flavor my tea, it dawned on me. I remembered an episode of "Anthony Bourdain's No Reservations"(I definitely DON'T hate that show!) where he went to a bhang shop in India like the one in the picture. The little guy whipped up a drink with tons of "herbs" and a milk base. 
Here is a big FUCK YOU to you so-called "handicapped" drivers. Everyday it seems like I get stuck behind one of these symbols on a license plate while I'm on my way to work. While they're for people that are ACTUALLY disabled, they're used by old or fat assholes that think going 25 miles under the speed limit is "safe driving".
You know what I hate on occasion? The ignore button on cellphones aka The Shady Button. I mean it's cool when I use it which is most of the time(talking on the phone sux too), but it should definitely NOT be used by people who need to be reached. Like weed dealers, for example, should answer there fucking phones at all time. Do they though? No. I'm not sure if its that hard of a job but I think a day would go something like this.
This has been going on for way too long now!! I thought it was just another stupid fucking fad that preteens would give up in a few years. But NOOOOO. They're everywhere. Crowding my mall, walking my streets in those 'skinny' jeans that really say, "Hey, I'm a complete vagina and you can easily rob me for my parents money that I keep in my Green Day wallet which is in my My Chemical Romance man purse.", and all up in my internetz. Fuck off kids. It's old now.