I'm going to break your MOTHERFUCKING hands!

You know, I´m starting to think I have an auditory sensitivity problem. Sometimes I can´t stand kids because of how the randomly scream when they´re fighting over some stupid shit. Really, the only problem I´ve ever had with children is the noise. I don´t care about the fights and messes and whatnot, just the loud, sudden fucking noise. Even when I go to bars, clubs, parties, etc I feel uncomfortable around the loudness, even if I know it´s appropriate for the place. Getting wasted seems to ease this.

But if there´s one thing I can´t fucking stand, it´s fucking getting honked at. I can instantly go from calm to momentarily enraged when some cocksucker starts fucking honking at me for no good fucking reason. BAM. TIME FOR LIMIT BREAK. A few years ago I was arguing with a friend, pretty irritated, when we got honked at. Before I knew it I was out of the fucking car staring at the fucker behind us... It was some old woman, and the bitch would´ve had a heart attack had I approached instead of getting back in.

I thought about this thread today when we were in some standstill traffic and one asshole started honking... As if by honking the mess ahead would fix itself. Then every other asshole in line start honking too... Meanwhile I´m having a mental fit in my niece´s car. I don´t think people shouldn´t honk, but I do think it should be done with more thought, for the right reasons. If there´s a green light and I´m not paying attention, honk. If I nearly just hit your car, honk out of anger. But damn, the shit people honk for in this world makes me want to break some wrists.

Where do you stand?

Jam it back in, in the dark.

Originally Posted by lightgem

I witnessed something almost exactly like that in real life, the only difference was the kid screamed at his mom because she made the egg scramble instead of well done. You have no idea how much I wanted to slap his face to the wall. I hate brats so much.

The other week my sister told me, her friend and my nephew that dinner was ready. I go to the table and it´s set for two. Me and her friend sit down and apparently she´s fixing up the third plate. Her son approaches the table, sees his plate isn´t served, and screams something translated to something like "MOM, WTF." Shocked, I look at him and see that the expression on his face is much like he´s some chauvanist grown man that hasn´t been given his God given right. It was so ridiculous my anger evaporated and I just laughed.

How ya doing, buddy?