moanlog – Anonymous moaning

what is it about government that makes them absolutely HATE christians? yeah, the only time we were REALLY awful was what? in the early 1700s? we've backed off from our crazy crap, but look at you all now. you're trying to destroy and weaken every part of us! none of us christians, except for those crazy people who shouldn't even CALL themselves christians, let alone be on the face of this planet, are trying to say we're better than the rest of you. seriously. lighten up and don't try to control us anymore. by the way, don't force gay marriage on our kids. they never did anything to you. i'm FINE with gay marriage. most of my friends are gay, but don't over glorify it. you're sure to confuse the hell out of them and will most definitely bring the population down.

To my parents:
I know you want to check up on me every five seconds, but stop it. And don't idly stand there, trying to read what I posted to my friends. Ask, please, but don't expect an answer. I'm a fucking adult now. And don't annoy me with your stupid ass comments about what the plans are while I'm brawling it out with my friends and OBVIOUSLY DISTRACTED, hence the reason why I'm not staring at your mouth when you talk, and giving NO response whatsoever, except for a randomly placed "uhuh." Get the clue. "Uhhuh" means I REALLY don't care what you have to say right now. I got better things to fucking do.

i hate old people. i am waiting for that one big cold snap that will free up all of the parking spots.

Killed myself to get to the Post Office only to find they had now implemented some bullshit change where you can't pick up parcles after 12:30PM.

Thanks for completely wasting my time and not informing me of the time limits on the little slip of paper you put through my door.

For fuck's sake. Don't play fucking Yesterday by the fucking Beatles at the gym. I'm trying to run further, not sit down, get stoned and have a fucking reminiscing sob.

I sometimes wonder where I put my pants. I search for it up and down the building, and I think hard and deeply as to where I left them last. Finally, I catch a glimpse of a recent memory that pinpoints the exact geographical coordinates of my pants. After a year of searching, I finally found them.

When a customer comes into your shop, it means there's a good chance they will spend money on a service/good you provide. Bearing that in mind, why do some people feel the need to act superior or unwelcoming to a customer? You can bet your arse I wont be coming into your store or recommending you to anyone who want to fix their shoes.

Ultimately, you look like a miserable gimp and you lose money. Great thinking, no wonder you own a business.

have you seen her? the grass isn't greener

No fuck off! What? You didn't think I'd say no did you. No no no no. That is such a powerful word and you're going to hear me say it more now. No no no no no - FUCK OFF!

I dislike the fact that I have no evidence for my thesis and must now pull 10,000 words out of my arse on some fantastical concept that doesn't have any basis in fact.

Well, shit.