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Ritually Pissed: What I Want For My Birthday
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We all have our own little rituals. Here's mine: wake up, get dressed, leave the house, get pissed off by some asshole. Lather, rinse, repeat. Friday, July 3, 2009. What I Want For My Birthday. All traffic to magically part and let me pass. Rush Limbaugh's head on a stick. Someone to come clean my house for me. All my bills paid. A week's vacation at the beach. Equal rights for gays and lesbians. Denise Richards in my bed. A carton of cigarettes. (smoke up, johnny). To be a contestant on Survivor!
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Ritually Pissed: March 2010
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We all have our own little rituals. Here's mine: wake up, get dressed, leave the house, get pissed off by some asshole. Lather, rinse, repeat. Monday, March 29, 2010. Thrills in job seeking. Lead singer for a speed metal band. Quality assurance consultant for medical marijuana growers. Anything Ryan Seacrest could do, but won't. Like, date women. If you know of any available positions in any of these fields, please let me know! Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Thrills in job seeking.
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Ritually Pissed: Thank you, thank you very much...
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We all have our own little rituals. Here's mine: wake up, get dressed, leave the house, get pissed off by some asshole. Lather, rinse, repeat. Thursday, November 19, 2009. Thank you, thank you very much. Well, it's Thanksgiving, and it's got me thinking about all the things I'm thankful for. Like. My sweet job, which allows me to work from home, thereby avoiding all you other drivers who live to piss me off. Computer illiterates, who allow me to have my sweet job. 1 double-cheeseburgers at Burger King.
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Ritually Pissed: Things I Wish I Could Say
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We all have our own little rituals. Here's mine: wake up, get dressed, leave the house, get pissed off by some asshole. Lather, rinse, repeat. Friday, June 26, 2009. Things I Wish I Could Say. How do you even manage to tie your shoes? I'm sorry, you're too stupid, I can't help you. Do you ever shut up? What makes you think I care? Why does your mother dress you like that? No one likes you. I don't think you're aware of other people. You drive like an idiot. Could you please just stop with the breathing?
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Ritually Pissed: November 2009
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We all have our own little rituals. Here's mine: wake up, get dressed, leave the house, get pissed off by some asshole. Lather, rinse, repeat. Thursday, November 19, 2009. Thank you, thank you very much. Well, it's Thanksgiving, and it's got me thinking about all the things I'm thankful for. Like. My sweet job, which allows me to work from home, thereby avoiding all you other drivers who live to piss me off. Computer illiterates, who allow me to have my sweet job. 1 double-cheeseburgers at Burger King.
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Ritually Pissed: April 2009
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We all have our own little rituals. Here's mine: wake up, get dressed, leave the house, get pissed off by some asshole. Lather, rinse, repeat. Monday, April 13, 2009. I caught the Sin Pretty show at the Moon Shadow Tavern Saturday night. I'm no reviewer, but these girls flat-out rock. If you're in the Atlanta area, you really need to check out this band. Their next show is Thursday, May 7 th. Links to this post. Wednesday, April 1, 2009. Fun April Fool's Jokes. Tell small children that Mickey Mouse died.
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Ritually Pissed: May 2009
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We all have our own little rituals. Here's mine: wake up, get dressed, leave the house, get pissed off by some asshole. Lather, rinse, repeat. Thursday, May 28, 2009. Anyone with a big-ass SUV with freakin. Tinted windows. I don't wanna look at your sorry ass, I just wanna see traffic. Tool. The guy at the body shop who keeps getting the wrong f* * ing. Parts for my car. Rich, spoiled morons who are too tight to pay working people a living wage. Dick "Shut the hell up already" Cheney. Links to this post.
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Ritually Pissed: Thrills in job seeking
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We all have our own little rituals. Here's mine: wake up, get dressed, leave the house, get pissed off by some asshole. Lather, rinse, repeat. Monday, March 29, 2010. Thrills in job seeking. Lead singer for a speed metal band. Quality assurance consultant for medical marijuana growers. Anything Ryan Seacrest could do, but won't. Like, date women. If you know of any available positions in any of these fields, please let me know! Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Thrills in job seeking. List of the Day.
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Ritually Pissed: June 2009
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We all have our own little rituals. Here's mine: wake up, get dressed, leave the house, get pissed off by some asshole. Lather, rinse, repeat. Friday, June 26, 2009. Things I Wish I Could Say. How do you even manage to tie your shoes? I'm sorry, you're too stupid, I can't help you. Do you ever shut up? What makes you think I care? Why does your mother dress you like that? No one likes you. I don't think you're aware of other people. You drive like an idiot. Could you please just stop with the breathing?