That guy, when you are standing in line somewhere with friends or people waiting to go in a club, show, airport gate, suddenly appears. THAT GUY then cuts into the line ignoring those who have been standing there for perhaps an hour or more. THAT GUY is usually wearing sunglasses, an Adidas windbreaker or green t-shirt and giving off that doosh-vibe. THAT GUY doesn't care that you or anyone else exists unless you give him a reminder.
THAT GUY is who i want to punch in the face.
I'd like to dig up Lewis Sinclair and punch him in the face for writing Babbit. William McKinley and Co. for the Treaty of Paris and taking Puerto Rico and not Cuba from Spain. Emerson and all of his transcendentalists hipster friend douchebags.
As far as living people I can only really think of two of my coworkers. Luckily ones husband does the punching for me so I can scratch her off the list.
The media who feel the need to give us an update every time a member of the royal family farts. Seriously, these people have no governing authority any more. Who cares where they go or what they do?
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The media who feel the need to give us an update every time a member of the royal family farts. Seriously, these people have no governing authority any more. Who cares where they go or what they do?
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