Friday, December 26, 2008

Stop Calling It "Black Fucking Friday"

I hope those of you that celebrate it had a nice Christmas. Now, will the media please fuck off and stop calling every fucking department store sale "Black Friday"?

It's all yours, folks.

Friday, December 19, 2008

The Blame Game

People who try to pass off their fuck-ups on to others and won't take responsibility can fuck off. Especially the third fucking time around. Can't name names, but man do I really want to.

And cancer, you make appearances here quite frequently, but this week, I want you to get fucked up the ass so hard, it'll blow you to Saturn. Fucking bastard and the suffering you're inflicting on the people I love. I hate you. HATE YOU.

Cheers. Happy Friday. Kick off the weekend by blowing some steam below.

Friday, December 12, 2008

Suck it, Yahoo!

Yahoo's image search function can fuck off. I'm never using it again. They've been partnered with Flickr for a while, but now they've decided to make it their primary source for all image searches, which means if you're looking for public figures or historical photos, the first 10,000 results will turn up some stranger's pictures of their Sunday picnic. Basically, it's been rendered fucking useless. Thanks, Yahoo! What a totally clueless stinking thing to do.

I'm sure y'all got much worse. The floor is yours.

Friday, December 5, 2008

Cripes, I did it again

Fuck off to me for losing track of time.

Take it away, kids.

Wednesday, December 3, 2008

The Wednesday "FUCK YEAH!" Thread

On Monday night, I stopped into the beer store on the way home to pick up some sundries. There was one guy in line ahead of me and another at the register who had just been rung up. Register Man decides that he also needs some bread. "Where is your bread?" he asks the clerk. Then he proceeds to take his time slinking down the aisle he's been directed towards before asking "don't you have any wheat bread? I only eat wheat bread. Will you have some by tomorrow?" All this while two people were waiting behind him. I was so irritated. He was going to be my Friday Fuck Off.

Then something happened. Because of the way he was standing at the register and the postitioning of where he had to go to find his bread, he hadn't noticed there were two people being held up in line. He was horrified. He immediately began apologizing profusely. "I'm so sorry. So, so sorry. To the both of you. I didn't see you. I had no idea there were people waiting. I would not have done that if I knew you were behind me. I am sorry. Please forgive me." I was so touched, I indeed forgave him immediately and bumped his mention here up a couple of days.

Gee, score one for the I'm-Not-The-Only-Person-In-The-Universe brand of politeness. Civility and manners. FUCK YEAH!