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12-23-02
Reconstructing the Pet Peeves

Since I screwed up and lost the original pet peeves, I will try to remember roughly what I wrote about:

1. I chastised people who screw up when writing my last name.

2. I talked about so-called progressives that laud the martyrdom of single motherhood as if it is something to be desired.

3. I wrote about the importance of being humble.

4. I had a brief piece on how it is important to thank people for the things that they do for you.

That's it in a nutshell, though it sounded better when I was writing it in all its ranting rumblings. Of course it was much more humorously written.

12-18-02
Bummers!

I fucked up and lost some of my blog (the original Pet Peeves blog!!!) when I was moving things around. Wah! Oh well, but at least I finally put some of my cartoons up!

12-17-02
More Pet Peeves

Haven't been updating my blog much lately. Missed me? Yeah right. Anyways, here are my latest rants.

1. People who put toilet paper rolls so the paper goes under the roll instead of rolling over the top. It's just easier to grab when rolled over the top. Look, if it wasn't meant to go over the top why is the toilet paper roll design printed on the top side?

2. People who jaywalk across the street and expect cars to stop for them like they're some kinda freaking royalty. Okay people, crosswalks and intersections are created for you for a reason. If you are going to jaywalk, at least put some hustle in it and get your lazy ass across the street. A little hint: When you stop traffic you create a hazard not just for yourself, but for everyone else too. Try being a little bit more considerate. And don't try to look at me crooked when I drive by. You're the dick breaking the fucking law.

3. People who throw trash out of the fucking window of a moving car. Look buddy, the world is not your personal trash can. If you feel this way, can I go to your house and throw my trash in your window? But then again, you probably live like a fucking slob anyways. Have some fucking pride, in your neighborhood, your city, your state, your nation, or your world, but at least have enough pride not to make this place we live in worse than it was before you came into it.

4. People who are all gung-ho about going to war, but don't have enough balls to go enlist themselves. Look, if you're so revved up about sending off my brothers and sisters to die, you'd better enlist and go fight yourself, Rambo. And no, Quayle, the National Guard does not count.

5. Bush, Jr. 'Nuff said.