What I Hate: Part 2
I hate stupid girls of all ages who idolize the likes of Paris Hilton and Britney Spears.
I hate people with eating disorders and anybody who thinks they deserve my sympathy.
I hate fat people who blame McDonald’s for making the morbidly obese. Shut up and eat you fat bastards.
I hate women who want to be paid as though they are equal to men and still be treated like women.
I hate that the parents of a retarded child will spend more time nurturing him than they will a child with some actual potential.
I hate attention whoring and those who are attention whores.
I hate anybody who defines himself by how others view him.
I hate people who say “I’m going to try and” instead of “I’m going to try to”.
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I hate anybody who is offended by an observation of truth simply because they don’t like the truth.
I hate people who think I’m depressed because I didn’t smile back.
I hate anybody who breaks set rules simply because they are the rules, whether or not they agree with them.
I hate anybody who claims to hate “the corporations” while wearing a Reebok shirt, eating Doritos brand chips, and watching MTV, a subsidiary of Viacom.
I hate people who post MySpace chain bulletins or call/message/yell at me to comment their pictures.
I hate social networking.
I hate people who think reading is for losers.
I hate people who think that serving others is more important than serving yourself…or even worse, that serving yourself is bad.
I hate hippies. I hate their ideology, I hate that they got nothing done, and I hate that they are leeching upon society.
I hate animal rights activists. Animals kill and eat each other. And they’re yummy. What’s the problem?
I hate anybody against the death penalty. If you kill somebody, you should die, not be babysat by my tax dollars for the rest of your life.
I hate public institutions. They cost more and get less done than private ones.
I hate The Rainbow Fish. It is a story about greedy beggars shunning a beautiful fish for being special until he gives up his “beauty” by giving them each a scale.
I hate people who think banning guns will stop murderers from obtaining them.
I hate when bands I like get drunk before concerts and play terribly, thereby wasting my time and money.
I hate that mentioning race makes me a racist.
I hate people who cry during movies. It’s not real. IT’S NOT REAL!
I hate welfare, affirmative action, and people who can know these things exist and call everybody equal.
I hate the announcer guy’s voice in Girls Gone Wild commercials. I want to mount his head on my wall.
I hate people who think the past is more important than the future, or think they are somehow interconnected.
I hate anybody who thinks evil dictators such as Mussolini and Hitler were stupid.
I hate people who think stubbornness is a bad thing.
I hate arbitrary laws.
I hate parents who lie to their children to scare them away from certain activities.
I hate being talked down to.
I hate people who would rather not think.
I hate when I have emotions because I have no idea what to do with them.
I hate anybody who thinks I’m a terrible person because I’m indifferent to their self inflicted emotional pain.
I hate people who adapt to their environment instead of adapting their environment to them.
I hate shopping. Whoever thought such an activity could be fun was clearly insane.
I also hate shopping malls. They are inhabited by creatures that I can hardly describe as human.
I hate the color brown. It is ugly and I can find no use for it.
I hate the warnings on coffee cups that say the coffee is hot. It had better be or I’m getting a refund.
I hate vegetarians. They aren’t accomplishing anything besides making themselves look like douches.
I hate all forms of creaky hinges. They never cease to annoy me.
I hate walking into a public bathroom stall only to find that its previous occupant made a mess.
I hate teenage boys whose primary goal in life is to get laid. I do, however, have respect for the girls who have figured out how to exploit this phenomenon.
I hate seeing graffiti on private property.
I hate double standards.
I hate instruction booklets that are written in Chinese but with English words.
I hate that one guy who sits a few rows behind you at baseball games who is piss drunk and screaming the entire time.
I hate encountering similar people on other occasions.
I hate drug addicts. I want them to all either get clean or get dead.
I hate anybody who thinks Machiavelli is the name of a rapper.
I hate Bob Dylan’s voice.
I hate every word that has ever come out of Sean Penn’s mouth.
I hate that if a black man is intelligent and successful he is said to act “white” and is shunned by his peers.
I hate white supremacists who think that since their great granddaddies did something great that they can ride their coattails and complain from their trailers.
I hate Ralph Nader for putting Bush in office.
I hate people with shirts that say “WWJD?” What would YOU do?
I hate when politicians try to play up their “humble” roots or their family lives. Why does it matter?
I hate people who think it’s unfair that soldiers die during wars. They signed up for it.
I hate the entire cast of Jackass for still being alive to reproduce.
I hate Lil’ John for encouraging people to randomly yell out “Yeah!”, “Okay!” and “What?”
I hate former Senator John Sherman (1823-1900).
I hate people who would pay for a 16 gig iPod with a phone in it for $500 when they could buy a normal phone and an 80 gig iPod for ~$350.
I hate anybody who thinks that if they kill themselves they will be surrounded by seventy some virgins.
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I hate people who leave their turning signals on or don’t even turn them on.
Finally, I hate anybody who thinks nobody could possibly hate them.