Hate: Non-homemade baked goods. Not even things that aren't made from scratch, just things that come premade in a box. I don't see how there is a market for these products. Americans are retarded. The thing I hate is that people buy them and pretend like they are a good alternative to anything they make. No. You could pretty much make ANYTHING out of ANY box and it would be a million times better than that garbage. It's not like my mom was this amazing baker and made anything crazy that would set my standards higher than anyone else, so this is what I don't get...How could someone buy some Entamen's shit and be like, yum! This is going to be great! What?? No it's not! It's been sitting in that paper and plastic packaging for weeks, it's going to be the worst!! A little surge of hate boils up any time someone offers that shit to me. Hell no I do not want that. How dare you.
Love: The idea of tripping someone. It's pretty much hilarious. I mean I don't trip people very often, but I think I really should trip people I hate more. Everyone should. Not only is it a huge inconvenience for them, but it makes them look like an idiot and everyone gets so mad when they trip. It's the most amusing thing ever.
One,
theGrump
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