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F#%k you CHORES
Date: 2007-07-05, 7:10PM EDT
**** you, cleaning the fridge. How the hell do you get so dirty? I don't eat in there, I simply store food. What the **** is that stain on the bottom shelf? Do gnomes have parties in here when I'm at work or something? Nasty little gnomes. And, for some reason, I feel really, really vulnerable when I'm bent over, scrubbing your gross shelves. Don't know why. So thank you for keeping my beer cold, but **** you for making a mess of it.
**** you, paying bills. Every ****ing month? Are you kidding me? I barely even watched TV this month, I still gotta shell out all that cash? And, while I'm at it, **** your pathetic little late fees. They're small enough for me to easily ignore them but they add up over time. So thank you for the electricity, water and internet, but **** you for your constant demands.
**** you, deleting old files from my computer. What man can make this decision? It's like choosing which of my kids to leave behind on the sinking ship. ****, this is killing me. I hate my old *** computer.
**** you, changing light bulbs. It's 2006, right? I was pissed when I wasn't issued a jetpack in 2000 (where's my ****ing raygun?!?), but I figured by now technology would've at least advanced to the point where I don't have to stand on my wobbly chair and deal with this crap. Two bonus **** yous: for scaring the crap out of me when I walk into a darkened room, innocently flick the switch and get momentarily blinded by that huge flash and terrifying pop! Also, for somehow convincing your lightbulb brethren to join you, causing a chain reaction that means I'm filled with fear whenever I turn on a light. Pop! Pop! Pop! What, did you all join in a ******* pact while I was asleep?
Bastards.
**** you, washing dishes. Yes, I know, you smell funny, and I know the longer I wait, the more weird slime stuff is just gonna accumulate on you. That's why I've pretty much switched to just using paper plates (**** you, environment) and eating with my hands. I'm a caveman in an apartment.
Finally, **** you, writing this rant.