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NaBloPoMo Day #5: Gah! x2

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Please bear with me if this turns out to be an incoherent rant for I am PMSing and usually, thoughts aren’t so well put together during this time.

I love taking SBS buses from the city back to the interchange in the west, especially if the buses are double decked since it makes me feel like I’m on top of the world. I’m somewhat easy to please like that. However, the problem I have with those buses are the TV Mobile thing on board. It’s always too loud, forcing me to listen to all the shit stuff that they have on it. They keep showing the same shitty sitcoms and the same old shitty gags, which I abhor like no other.

So imagine this scenario, I’m tired and the afternoon sun streaming into the bus was giving me an eye strain. The TV Mobile thing was irritating me and but there’s no volume control so I couldn’t do anything about that. Then, three teenage boys from a good high school boarded the bus and sat down a few seats behind me at the opposite aisle. Not only were they talking very loudly, they were paying their music player loud enough for me to hear every single bass drum beat of the fucking faux punk song that they were listening to. Then the discussion on how they did for the paper they just took, began.

Let me add that the only thing I hate more than the gag shows is discussing an exam paper after the fact. The idiots don’t seem to realise that there’s nothing you can do after you hand it in, so shut the fuck up already. If you pass, you pass. If you fail, you fail. Let me also remind you that I have a short temper and PMS makes my hold on that short temper very tenuous. So all that noise just made my temper rise with every damn stop we had to make on the way to the bus interchange.

Fortunately for those idiots (fucking slurring morons who can’t even speak English properly even though those fuckers are in a so-called SAP school. Fucking moronic idiots. Makes me want to fucking stab them in the eye with my stilettos, but that means I have to touch them and it’ll just dirty my shoes) by the time I was ready to blow, the bus turned into the bus bay and I could make my escape before I bloodied the top deck of the bus with the blood of pimply, hairy boys. The didn’t know how close they came to death, those fuckers. Stupid fucks.

In other non-fucking-morons related things, I have a random question to ask the all knowledgeable Internets:

Why do women like men to cum on them? Inquiring minds would like to know.

That is all. Carry on.

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One thought on “NaBloPoMo Day #5: Gah! x2

  1. Wow good rant. An as for the last question, I personally don’t. I don’t understand why women enjoy it because its messy more than anything.