my rant, part 1

I just read an excellent rant that inspired my own. Here is goes.

I hate women with fake nails, fake teeth, fake hair, fake tits and a fake tan. I hate the men who fawn over these women and feed their collosal ego's even more so they continue pushing the limits of preposterous when it comes to whats next on the agenda. I have no problem with women who like to 'pamper' themselves ( because thats always the stupid retort when something like this is said ) but there is a huge difference between doing something to treat yourself and going out of your way to contort your whole body to match somebody else's description of beauty.

I hate people who claim to love beer yet only ever drink generic. SERIOUSLY - if you buy generic beer you cant say you love beer, you can only say you like to get drunk. There are hundreds of varieties of brew, step out of the goddamned box and pick up something new you haven't tried. If you don't like it you can always feed it to your house guests later ;)
I hate people that use the word 'emo' to describe them as a person. It's a genre of music you flaming fucktard, so let it go and actually develop a personality. Please, the world begs you. It's just as bad as all the twinkies seeing these stupid flocks of 'depressed' people saying they're emo. GAH!@!!

I hate people who try way too hard and make it completely apparrent. The ones who stand in their room for god knows how long layering on umpteen bracelets or other useless crap, cake on makeup ( even worse if you're a dude ) and walk with a swagger for absoloutly no reason. Again, I repeat, please find a personality. YOUR personality. It wont hurt, I promise

I hate the chachi guys who go to see Dj's they've never heard of in their life, take of their shirts, pop too much e, and stagger all over the dance floor when I'm trying to dance. These guys are acceptable, however, when you compare them with the ones who try to grind with me on the dance floor. And why oh why is it always to the heaviest, techiest tracks these baboons decide is a good time to latch on? Anyways - these guys really get my goat. I will never go see Krafty Kuts again because of these twats, and thats truly unfortunate.

I REALLY fucking hate it when guys give me to ole "ohhh, right" when they find out that I snowboard. Yes, some girls cant snowboard, but dont be a complete pretentious prick and assume that I have a bright pink Roxy jacket and I spend the whole day planted on my ass in the park hitting on guys. I don't claim to be anything other than what I am - and it's an intermediate rider. I can rock the park, and keep up with the best of em, and I'm going to continue to be in 'your' park regardless of how much of an ass you can be. I dont actually *want* to talk to you, because I'm here to ride and that's that. GAH!

Okay now I'm just having way too much fun. I'll continue with part 2 in the future........... Oh, And fuck you if you dont have a sense of humor