Welcome back to F.U. Friday, your weekly (okay, sometimes I get too busy, sorry) place to rant and rave about anything that has pissed you off over the past week.
This week, my rage is aimed toward assholes, also known as "family" in my particular case :-) So FUCK YOU FAMILY, you giant bucket of slimy assholes. FUCK YOU for thinking it's totally fine to visit me, my wife, and my newborn when you all had the fucking flu. FUCK YOU for giving me the flu, and FUCK YOU for not caring whether you give my newborn the flu. Love you all so much!
Any assholes been giving you trouble lately??
Uh, how did I not know this outlet for reaming people existing? Here goes:
Dear Charming Princess who's Daddy is buying my house for you: You don't fucking get to come in and do a radon test the day the movers are packing my house. You don't get to complain because you fucking forgot to do a month ago when you had the chance. And then say "well what are you hiding from me". So now I just spent $250 to hire a lawyer to represent me at closing so I don't ever have to fucking meet you.
Sincerely, The Reluctant Seller
Thanks for the well needed outlet. And Doc, may I recommend Nyquil to knock you out for some needed sleep?
Fuck YOU asshole that blocked the entire intersection through two light changes in front of my kid's school this morning, and fuck all of the other assholes who do it on other days.
And fuck you, narcissistic idiots who feel entitled to control other people's organizations and businesses and have it all their way. If you don't like a speaker, don't got to their talk. Criticize them in your own space rather than starting petitions to bully others into 'shunning' them. If you don't like your boss of less than a year, maybe you should work somewhere else instead of threatening to sue/quit/slander if he/she isn't fired, as if you have a fucking clue how to do your boss's job.
And fuck you, people who think your shit doesn't stink and insist that nobody acknowledge that it does. If you can't handle criticism, don't open your mouth in public. Nobody is require to stick their fingers in their ears because you don't want them to hear what others have to say about you.
You're all assholes, so fuck you. (Did I get the theme in there okay?)
Sorry to say this, but My fuck you goes to one of my teachers.
FUCK YOU, lecturer who is making me do an entire brand new assignment because most of the members of my group were not good enough actors to perform the mini-plays you wanted us to use to act out our group assignments. It's a History class, not an acting class! What about all the time we spent doing research? What about the point that our information was thorough and correct?
Fuck you cuticle for being so inviting that I constantly chew on you until I bleed.
Fuck you, Knitting.
And fuck you, Aspartame.
And fuck you, clothing designers who do not participate in vanity sizing. You're making me fucking pissed off already.
That feels much better.
Fuck you students who require me to give the same feedback over and over and over and over and over again and NEVER CHANGE. Fuuuuuuuuuuuccckkkkk YOOOOUUUUUSSSSSS!!!
Fuck you idiot that messed up something in this project causing me to have to work late tonight. Oh wait that was me.
Fuck you student who blows off every single project of the semester and then lashes out in pissy outrage when I tell him that No, I don't give extra credit at the end of the term because THIS IS COLLEGE. Tell it to Rate My Professor, Asshole.
Yeah that sucks. What the fuck!
Fuck the cancer that seems to be targeting my friends.
Fuck the insurance companies making them go broke.
Fuck you, Ennui, why can't you just let a person be happy with her life. Geez.
FY 2012.
There. It's a wrap.
Nice one Antares. However I might add FY 2013.
Fuck you assholes that tied up my day so much that I couldn't even participate in fuck you Friday. And fuck you this coming Friday too.
Oy. Vey.
I hope everyone feels better ASAP.
And FUCK YOU heat wave. Where's my winter weather?
Oh so this isn't the Fuck you Friday where you actually get fucked then? Damn, I had lotion and a cute little silky number.
Aaaah. Here we go. FUCK YOU student who, while stuffing his face with the homemade brownies I brought in to class, asks if I'm going to "go crazy" if he asks a stupid question, and when I ask him why on earth would he say that, while eating ANOTHER free brownie says "well, I've heard things about you."
Fucking moron. You have an entire semester worth of time with me with TONS of your stupid-ass questions I answer with a straight face, but you still have to believe the bad rap like the follower you are. I get that bad rap because I actually TEACH at a college level and do my job by grading you accordingly. Here's what I think: I think you should jump off a bridge, because everyone is doing it.
WHew. Much better.
Can Fuck You Friday turn into Get Fucked Up Friday after all the ranting has ceased? Because that sounds like a perfect day to me
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