Unexplained Antisocial Urges
Probably Something I Ate...
Ever have one of those days when you're just inexplicably antagonistic to the entire human race? Not just a "Blah, people suck" kind of day, but one where you just really feel the need to piss on someone's cornflakes, right after you max out their credit cards on liquor and whores.
Dunno what set me off. This didn't help.
Saw that pic on the main page for the City of Houston. Buncha yuppies congregating on some high-rise balcony, probably the SkyBar down in the 'Trose.
For all I know, they're a crack team of microbiologists from MD Anderson Cancer Center celebrating their discovery of a new anti-cancer pill.
OTOH, they're probably exactly what they look like, a buncha smug yuppie @$$holes desperately in need of a taste of the lash followed by a rock salt/lemon juice rubdown.
'Specially this guy. What a knob-gobbler. Over the rail with you, scumbag!
Sigh. At least it's Friday. 5 more hours, and I can go home.
Ever have one of those days when you're just inexplicably antagonistic to the entire human race? Not just a "Blah, people suck" kind of day, but one where you just really feel the need to piss on someone's cornflakes, right after you max out their credit cards on liquor and whores.
Dunno what set me off. This didn't help.
Saw that pic on the main page for the City of Houston. Buncha yuppies congregating on some high-rise balcony, probably the SkyBar down in the 'Trose.
For all I know, they're a crack team of microbiologists from MD Anderson Cancer Center celebrating their discovery of a new anti-cancer pill.
OTOH, they're probably exactly what they look like, a buncha smug yuppie @$$holes desperately in need of a taste of the lash followed by a rock salt/lemon juice rubdown.
'Specially this guy. What a knob-gobbler. Over the rail with you, scumbag!
Sigh. At least it's Friday. 5 more hours, and I can go home.
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