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What really grinds my gears...

Sandrock74

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While this thread is intended for me to vent on various issues, I was told I should put it in the humor section because I tend to get worked up over unusual things. Apparantly, some of you may laugh at my lifes annoyances, and if you do, go for it!

Anyway, I plan on updating this thread with new vents and rants as these things come up. If youd like to follow along and agree, disagree, point and laugh or even if you don't care, I will come here to unload. May contain adult language. Fair warning.


So anyway, I am a member of different forums around the internet, right? So I am over on the zombie forum and there's this post that one guy starts about could society rebuild itself after a zombie apocalypse. Simple enough so far, right?
This one whackjob posts that it couldn't because the, "vast majority" of the United States population is illiterate to begin with. So, I point out that he's either made a typo or he's smoked some incredibly bad crack. THEN this screwball posts a follow-up where he asks, "where do you get your facts man?" and posts a link to this website that allegedly proves his point. I take the bait, I look at the site and see that it states that 99% of the United States population is LITERATE!
By now, I am so pissed off that I wasted my time with this dumb thread that I wanted to punch this guy in the back of the head! (not the face, because I don't know him and he could be bigger than me.)
I mean, wtf, you know?? The guy is SO wrong, that there is NO point to argue. THAT pissed me off even more! How special needs is this guy?? He literally disproved himself in his own posts, while trying to seem so damn smart!

That really pissed me off today! Motherf*cker!
 
I almost forgot to add...

Old men in hats are so goddamn slow when driving! How many times will an old man in a hat pull in front of me, nearly causing an accident, and proceed to drive 15-20 mph slower than what I was traveling??

To make matters worse, when there is no one behind me, why not wait old man? You got to slow me up, why?? Whenever this happens to me, its ALWAYS an old man in a hat! Like Curious F*ckin' George and the man in the goddamn Yellow Hat! If your an old man, it should be illegal for you to wear a hat when driving!

I have spoken.
 
One last rant for the day.

Circus Peanuts! Who the f*ck made this travesty of a "candy"? Nazis? It is the most God-aweful foodstuff known to man! I can just see an executive in a boardroom somewhere: "Let's call this thing candy and force it on kids for halloween!" All the yesmen jump up and start kissing his ass.

I once got Circus Peanuts for halloween and cried! One year I threw them in the toilet...thats what I was taught you do with turds. One time I saw someone was pushing this stuff and I yanked my bag away and ran! My sister is 7 years younger than me, and I tried to trade her my Circus Peanuts for her real candy and even her drooling self wouldn't accept my proposed trade!

Stupid ass Circus Peanuts!! :doublefinger:
 
One last rant for the day.

Circus Peanuts! Who the f*ck made this travesty of a "candy"? Nazis? It is the most God-aweful foodstuff known to man! I can just see an executive in a boardroom somewhere: "Let's call this thing candy and force it on kids for halloween!" All the yesmen jump up and start kissing his ass.

I once got Circus Peanuts for halloween and cried! One year I threw them in the toilet...thats what I was taught you do with turds. One time I saw someone was pushing this stuff and I yanked my bag away and ran! My sister is 7 years younger than me, and I tried to trade her my Circus Peanuts for her real candy and even her drooling self wouldn't accept my proposed trade!

Stupid ass Circus Peanuts!! :doublefinger:
LMAO

You. Are. Win.
 
You know what...why are some adults so incapable of getting cool toys for kids? Like for birthdays and Christmas?

Case in point: Young Sandrock74 in the year 1984. The year the Transformers came out. Unfortunately, so did the vastly inferior (therefore cheaper) Go-Bots. All I wanted were Transformers in 1984-1986. Easy, right? They had just come out, I had none, I wanted ANY. Could the fates have made it any simpler? With my birthday in October and Christmas in December, I planned on cleaning house!

What did young Sandrock get for presents? F*ckin' GO-BOTS! People tried to pass them off as Transformers...apparantly forgetting that, at 10 years old, I was more than capable of reading! Not to mention knowing the characters!

So, learning most bitterly from my experiences, I made out a list of which specific Transformers I wanted for the following year. I wrote down names, functions, team allegience, even included some pictures. Even a drooling vegetable hooked up to an iron lung could have not had it any easier. (apart from the iron lung, maybe) Anyway, what did I get for presents? You guessed it! MOTHERF*CKIN' GO-BOTS! I even got some dollar store rip-off Go-Bots of shitty robots that turned into cash registers and slot machines! Yeah, thats handy to turn into during an intergalactic civil war!

Anyway, I had wisely begun saving my allowance and gifts of money so I could purchase my own Transformers, since every adult in my life couldn't figure out what I wanted!

F*CKIN' SCOOTER THE GO-BOT IS NOT MEGATRON THE TRANSFORMER!

Since I recently found out I am going to be an uncle, I take a sacred vow that I will never be the kind of clueless adult that gets stupid assed pharmacy aisle knock-off toys of what the kid really wants!

On a more positive note, I did get to use my Go-Bots as cannon fodder and "civilians" to be terrorized and thrown into the smelting pool by the Decepticons. They got what they deserved.
 
This is a cool thread and all .. but I think this is why they gave us blogs?

Don't get me wrong ... I think your rants are funny ... but i dunno ... i'm done. continue.

lol i'm pmsing and this is bothering me n i dunno why .. ah i'm done. bye.
 
Aquaman.

I mean, seriously...Aquaman? This guy is considered among the biggest and brightest of DC Comics superheroes?

Superman, the Man of Steel!

Batman, the Dark Knight Detective!

Wonder Woman, the Amazonian Princess!

The Flash, the Fastest Man Alive!

The Green Lantern!

Hawkman!

Just the silhouette of these characters is often enough all that is needed to have people recognize them! They are american mythology! Household names! Then....Aquaman?

See him talk to fish! Watch in awe as he swims! Admire his orange chainmail shirt!

Not only has Aquaman never amounted to anything, he married a hot redhead AND he's allegedly one of the "Big Guns" of superheroes?!? He did have a cool villain in Black Manta who had that kick ass voice in the old Super Friends cartoon. I guess that counts for something?
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Stop riding on the coattails of Black Manta and the Justice League Aquaman! You suck!
 
This is a cool thread and all .. but I think this is why they gave us blogs?

Don't get me wrong ... I think your rants are funny ... but i dunno ... i'm done. continue.

lol i'm pmsing and this is bothering me n i dunno why .. ah i'm done. bye.

You know what else grinds my gears? You being mean to me. I'm gonna be busy now, watching your youtube video...:porn:
 
You know what else grinds my gears? You being mean to me. I'm gonna be busy now, watching your youtube video...:porn:

No .. you see. ah.

i wasn't trying to be mean .. you just .. you wanted a place to rant.
well .. blogs help with that! this is cool too! ahhh

i'm done. continue, k? lol

sandrock <3
 
I like circus peanuts..I eat them while driving and wearing my hat....:happyhop:
 
I hate it when people bring their kids to see R rated movies!

Case in point:
I went to see the Watchmen last Friday. I wanted to avoid crowds and higher ticket prices, so I went to the 11am showtime. To my surprise, the theater was about a third full, but everyone was spread out, lots of room for all of us.

Just as the previews are begining, I notice a knuckle dragging mouth breather coming into the theater and bringing her 4 year old girl in with her! I rolled my eyes and felt the urge to smack the woman for being so stupid. Then, out of all the empty seats in the available 2/3's of the theater, they of course sit RIGHT NEXT TO ME!

Now I really had to force myself to not lash out at this idiot. Did she not see the posted "R" rating at the ticket stand? Did the nice young lady at the stand forget to point out it is an R rated movie and not ideal for a 4 year old?? Did the troglodyte somehow miss EVERY sign posted that made it clear to those who can read that Watchmen is rated R and NOT a childrens film???

So, the movie starts and I do my best to ignore them and have fun. Let me ask you, how much fun can you have when your watching an attempted rape onscreen while sitting next to a 4 year old girl? Answer: NONE! I was so uncomfortable (and angry), that I got up and moved elsewhere to watch the remainder of the film! I HAD TO MOVE MY SEAT BECAUSE THEY WOULDN'T!
I don't know what passes for childrens entertainment in their home, but something needs to be done about this stuff. If parents are unable to make responsible, informed decisions, then must I make them on their behalf?

Hey, you parental simpletons: BUY A F*CKIN' CLUE! Maybe spend 15 seconds away from watching Oprah and see what a movie is rated BEFORE you go! Put down your box of Ho-Ho's, lick all the chocolate goodness from your fingertips and open a goddamn newspaper! How much simpler can the ratings system be made for you, you morons? Here, look at this:

"Rated R for strong graphic violence, sexuality, nudity and language."

Yeah, this sounds like a great movie for a f*ckin' 4 year old. Honey, turn off the Teletubbies! We're going to see the Watchmen!
 
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Stop riding on the coattails of Black Manta and the Justice League Aquaman! You suck!

His head looks like a purple butt.
 
Here's something that really grinds my gears...non-comic book fans who come running to me with all their inane questions. If you saw the movie "Iron Man" and you couldn't understand it, maybe your retarded? If you couldn't pay attention thru "Watchmen", maybe it isn't meant for you. You are unaware of Batmans origin by now...dude, your on your own.

I think the next time someone comes over/calls me with some question about something they saw in a comic book movie, I will calmly find the source material (which, granted, I probably have sitting in my basement) and savagely beat them to death with it! Don't be surprised if you start seeing news reports about bodies found with pages from comic books stuffed in their mouths. :banghead:

That's it for today. So far.
 
You know what really grinds my gears? I'll tell you what, my roommates cat, Sammy! That bloated piece of shit cat AGAIN got into the pantry and proceeded to tear into whatever he could, which all just happened to be MY food AGAIN! I had just gone grocery shopping the day before...and now I have to go again!

Since this bastard cat is costing ME money now, I just snapped. I chased his fatass downstairs (all the while he had what was left of my bread, mind you) and we had it out. I mean, we really had it out!

Before I go any further, I will readily state that this was not one of my finer moments in life. Also, if you're a bigtime cat lover, stop reading.


OK, the real trouble began when I grabbed at what was left of my bread. Sammy was trying to eat it while running from me you see. When I grabbed it, he thought it would be a good idea to bite me.
BIG mistake!
Before I knew what had happened, I picked him up by the scruff of the neck and threw him into the nearest wall, which was half way across the basement. He was splayed out and looked like one of those Garfield window thingees you see in peoples cars. He literally slid down the wall like that too, cartoon style.

Normally, that would be the end of it for me. I am an even tempered guy and I don't like to resort to violence. So, feeling that Sammy learned his lesson and even feeling bad about throwing him, I bend down to one knee and this frickin' Jabba the Cat runs at me and claws and bites my knee! HE DREW BLOOD!!! This mother fucker drew first blood! I looked down and when I saw my lower leg free flowing blood, I snapped.

Oh, it was on bitch!

I smacked him across the face and as I did that, I instantly felt bad. I knew I shouldn't have done that, since I am so much bigger then he is. But the adrenaline was pumping, my knee had been sliced open (in several cuts) and I was bleeding. Despite all this, I felt that the situation was resolved. I had established my dominance. The two girls cats were downstairs, huddled in a corner watching this quickly escalating death match between their brother and I.

Anyway, as I start to stand up and purposely put distance between us, this dumbass cat attacks me again! He bit me! ME! I yelled, more out of frustration than pain, and I kicked him literally across the basement. He hit land away from me, which was good, because I wanted distance between us. I was afraid I would kill him otherwise.

You know what Sammy does? The fuckin' cat comes at me again! WTF man?? How retarded is this cat? I instinctively grabbed a chair and threw it at him to discourage him for attempting another ill fated attack. The chair clipped him, he sort of spins on the tile floor and he bolts right at me still! I sidestepped his rush and grabbed his tail as he passed me by. He spun and clawed at me. I yelled in pain again and punched him. He bit my leg, so I smacked him. Here we were, going toe to toe, matching blows! I was fighting a fuckin' cat!

Eventually, I just grabbed the stupid ass and just lifted him up, straight overhead, arms fully extended. I was seeing red! I was going to hurl him full force down onto the cold tile of the floor. I was just about to when I heard his sisters mewling in fear. I looked over and saw them hudling together and looking outright terrified. Somehow, that broke thru the red haze of anger and adrenaline. I realized what I was about to do and felt such shame. As I was gasping for breath, struggling to get control of myself, that damn cat BIT ME! AGAIN! I dropped him and he went running upstairs.

I chased him upstairs, stopping only long enough to grab a towel from the kitchen to start wiping up my blood and followed that fat little bastard right into my roommates bedroom. He was trapped!
I entered the room, closing the door behind me and let's just say he fully understands which of us is the boss now...


I have never had something like that happen to me! Things have been heating up between Sammy and me, but I never would have thought we'd come to blows like that. Was this some dominance thing? Is he just a hellspawn of satan? Is he retarded?

Geez...I hate cats!
 
You know what really grinds my gears? I'll tell you what, my roommates cat, Sammy! That bloated piece of shit cat AGAIN got into the pantry and proceeded to tear into whatever he could, which all just happened to be MY food AGAIN! I had just gone grocery shopping the day before...and now I have to go again!

Since this bastard cat is costing ME money now, I just snapped. I chased his fatass downstairs (all the while he had what was left of my bread, mind you) and we had it out. I mean, we really had it out!

Before I go any further, I will readily state that this was not one of my finer moments in life. Also, if you're a bigtime cat lover, stop reading.


OK, the real trouble began when I grabbed at what was left of my bread. Sammy was trying to eat it while running from me you see. When I grabbed it, he thought it would be a good idea to bite me.
BIG mistake!
Before I knew what had happened, I picked him up by the scruff of the neck and threw him into the nearest wall, which was half way across the basement. He was splayed out and looked like one of those Garfield window thingees you see in peoples cars. He literally slid down the wall like that too, cartoon style.

Normally, that would be the end of it for me. I am an even tempered guy and I don't like to resort to violence. So, feeling that Sammy learned his lesson and even feeling bad about throwing him, I bend down to one knee and this frickin' Jabba the Cat runs at me and claws and bites my knee! HE DREW BLOOD!!! This mother fucker drew first blood! I looked down and when I saw my lower leg free flowing blood, I snapped.

Oh, it was on bitch!

I smacked him across the face and as I did that, I instantly felt bad. I knew I shouldn't have done that, since I am so much bigger then he is. But the adrenaline was pumping, my knee had been sliced open (in several cuts) and I was bleeding. Despite all this, I felt that the situation was resolved. I had established my dominance. The two girls cats were downstairs, huddled in a corner watching this quickly escalating death match between their brother and I.

Anyway, as I start to stand up and purposely put distance between us, this dumbass cat attacks me again! He bit me! ME! I yelled, more out of frustration than pain, and I kicked him literally across the basement. He hit land away from me, which was good, because I wanted distance between us. I was afraid I would kill him otherwise.

You know what Sammy does? The fuckin' cat comes at me again! WTF man?? How retarded is this cat? I instinctively grabbed a chair and threw it at him to discourage him for attempting another ill fated attack. The chair clipped him, he sort of spins on the tile floor and he bolts right at me still! I sidestepped his rush and grabbed his tail as he passed me by. He spun and clawed at me. I yelled in pain again and punched him. He bit my leg, so I smacked him. Here we were, going toe to toe, matching blows! I was fighting a fuckin' cat!

Eventually, I just grabbed the stupid ass and just lifted him up, straight overhead, arms fully extended. I was seeing red! I was going to hurl him full force down onto the cold tile of the floor. I was just about to when I heard his sisters mewling in fear. I looked over and saw them hudling together and looking outright terrified. Somehow, that broke thru the red haze of anger and adrenaline. I realized what I was about to do and felt such shame. As I was gasping for breath, struggling to get control of myself, that damn cat BIT ME! AGAIN! I dropped him and he went running upstairs.

I chased him upstairs, stopping only long enough to grab a towel from the kitchen to start wiping up my blood and followed that fat little bastard right into my roommates bedroom. He was trapped!
I entered the room, closing the door behind me and let's just say he fully understands which of us is the boss now...


I have never had something like that happen to me! Things have been heating up between Sammy and me, but I never would have thought we'd come to blows like that. Was this some dominance thing? Is he just a hellspawn of satan? Is he retarded?

Geez...I hate cats!
If that's true, it's not funny....at all. You don't have to be a "bigtime cat lover" to find what you did pretty shitty.
 
One last rant for the day.

Circus Peanuts! Who the f*ck made this travesty of a "candy"? Nazis? It is the most God-aweful foodstuff known to man! I can just see an executive in a boardroom somewhere: "Let's call this thing candy and force it on kids for halloween!" All the yesmen jump up and start kissing his ass.

I once got Circus Peanuts for halloween and cried! One year I threw them in the toilet...thats what I was taught you do with turds. One time I saw someone was pushing this stuff and I yanked my bag away and ran! My sister is 7 years younger than me, and I tried to trade her my Circus Peanuts for her real candy and even her drooling self wouldn't accept my proposed trade!

Stupid ass Circus Peanuts!! :doublefinger:



OMG so true. I like you refreshing obvious take on things. :veryhappy
 
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