Angry Much?

I was angry this morning. Wanna know why? Well because a 35 minute BART ride turned into a goddamn 75 minute commute into the city this morning. I had to de-board three fucking trains because there are actually dumb fucks in this world, that think they could fit their 200 pound frame inside an already crowded train. Good move, fucking geniuses. Oh, to the three assholes that did this at three different stops, I hope you get your throat sliced by a goddamn ninja. Dicks. This is why I was angry this morning. Just an FYI, for those that care. And for those that don't, you can go fuck yourself.

But as angry as I was, I realized that I wasn't as angry as many people I came across on Facebook this week. Wow, are you fucking kidding me people? What's up with that? I have never in my life seen so much rage come out of people, in 4 days time, on one of the biggest social networks our world gets to experience. But why? Why so angry? Were you not hugged enough as a kid? You didn't get laid? Got laid but it was fucking awful? Maybe you got herpes from your horrible lay? Are you still being bullied for your lunch money? Tell me, please.

With all the angry posts every 10 minutes, it's obvious you want attention - BADLY. Based on J-Wunder statistics, I could honestly say that 83% of us don't give a shit. What we do give a shit about, are how to fucking STOP your annoying ass posts that are fucking up our News Feeds. You do know, people think you're fucking crazy right? And not like, "fun" crazy, but "psycho" crazy. Please don't think that they're your friend because they like you. Facebook is a popularity contest. I can admit that and so should everybody else. So fucking what, you have 800 Friends. Only 20 talk to you. And approximately 3 would actually hang out with you on a Friday night. True story.

The good news is that there is quick solution to avoiding your angry ass tirades on FB. Your "friends" can hide them. However, I choose not to hide them. Why you ask? Well, if you must fucking know, I enjoy judging you....judging just how fucking stupid you sound, so I can get a good laugh and so I can do shit like this. I turn around and post a blog entry on how fucking crazy you are. And then, I like to come to the conclusion that you are, in fact, a fucking idiot. Do everyone a favor and ask yourself why you're still single, you angry fuck.

It doesn't matter if it's about your day, job, men, the dishes...whatever. You are just fucking angry and need something. I would say sex, but who the fuck would want to fuck such an angry person? Angry sex is amazing, hate sex can be incredible. But your type of angry is more just absolute goddamn craziness. Your shit is all over the damn place. Question...is your anger towards men? I'm thinking it is. A blind man wouldn't even date your ass...face looking like you got hit with a bag of rocks. 

And if being ugly and a man-hater is the case, just become a lesbian...because we all know that chick's aren't as critical about looks as men are. It's time to divert your goddamn anger you silly cunt (Please note - I have broken my blog rule by saying that the only time I would use the word "cunt" is when I would be talking about Sammi from the Jersey Shore. I'm not sorry. Go fuck yourself people. This is a serious topic.). The world has gotten over the fact that you're fucking crazy and that dick really isn't your thing. Don't bash on how this guy is that, or he did this.

But there is some silver lining here...Thanks be to my homeboy Jesus (not the God, my actual homeboy) we're just reading your rants and raves because if we were actually subject to hearing you talk, your ass might get beat the fuck up, and thrown in a fucking dumpster.  Fuck face.  Yes, people like you are called fuck face.  Now go munch some box and be on your way, you angry bitch.