Where is the Fuck you Friday?!

having the four largest schools in the area and still cant find a good enough team COMBINED to win a single GAME in four seasons, and dropping your varsity program RIGHT before the season ends so we have to scramble to find enough matches to qualify for sectionals because of that GAPING hole you left in our schedule. Way to go

and wow, carnie, that sucks. 30 days’ll be nice when it comes though, eh?

FU brain freezes. Tiger’s Blood sno-cones and mango smoothies are the only way I know how to get through a heat wave so why can’t I glarp them down without my fucking head locking up? God dayum does that hurt, it’s like an auger in the frontal lobe.

FU mine companies. Watching trapped miners again makes me wonder where the fuck are the robots to do that crazy azz work. I’m claustrophobic as shit and wouldn’t make it 2 days in a hole. Those guys may look okay now but give em 3 weeks and they’ll be like rats in a tin cup.

FU wasps. I see your working on a new nest under the eave you sneaky fucks, I hope you got your gas masks handy fuckos cuz I’m attacking your azz in 30 mins. Need the sun at my back like Clint for an edge. AMFs. I get stung and we’re going to the flamethrower.

FU dumbfuck co-worker. You wanna play hide n seek with my test equipment when I’m on call in fire season, well yeah, you’re getting a rude fucking phone call to your dumb azz. Sending your midget boss over to whine to my boss about my phone skillz just shows you still need a poke to relieve the MSB that’s been plugging you azz up for years. Use your fuckin head for christ sakes, you’re a no go at this station. WTF were you thinking?

Fuck You work I guess…….I was on staycation for 2 weeks and went back to work Thursday night but it wasnt bad….the ride home Friday morning was fun cause I could barely stay awake….i had to pull over twice and do the face slap to wake up……

But Im pretty happy otherwise…I got my Droid X wednesday and its fucking awesome…..the only thing this phone doesnt have is a hand or vagina for me to use…..but Im sure theres an app for that somewhere……

SO DRUNKSSSSSSS AHAHHHHAHHAHAHAA NDIDINFAJSFS

drunk drubnk drunk drunk drunjk

i was walking aroud asking every0one in town how they are doing

Fuck you people who think it’s okay to screw me over and not think twice about it. Really? I don’t think it’s sane to do that to me right now. And don’t fucking talk to me like I’m two dammit, I’m a few weeks away from 30. This shit is tiring.
And fuck you joint and back pain. I’m eating Tylenol like candy and I still feel like I have the joints of a 90 year old woman. And fuck you doctors for not giving me good enough shit to deal with this pain. Want to trade me bodies for a short while? Let’s see you be all happy then. ‘we don’t want to do surgery because of your age…’ Well I’m not getting any younger, and it’s not getting any better assholes.

And I’m even gonna drop the very “F-Bomb” this week because of all the shit that’s been pissing me off.

(cracks knuckles)

Fuck you, you spoiled little only-child princess bitch at work who thinks she’s the queen of the fucking universe because she’s got a degree in molecular biology, and that said degree — coupled with her position as assistant to the assistant to the Director of Manufacturing — gives her the right to talk to me like I’m brain-dead, and like I’m her personal shreve or something.

Go clean your own goddamn shipping containers and drain the liquid nitrogen from then when they come in, bitch. I’ve got more important things to do around here than be your fuckin’ “do”-boy. I’ve been working in pharmaceutical manufacturing since before your Air Force daddy (who wouldn’t be a pimple on the ass of any Army officer *) even thought about getting in your mom’s britches, hosebag, and I don’t need someone half my fucking age telling me how to do my goddamn job.

I guess I missed the memo promoting you to My Fucking Boss, you acne-faced, asexual, loveless witch.

• (apologies to spectr, who I know was in the USAF)

Wow, everything else I was gonna rant about seems to pale in comparison to that. Plus, the hundred bucks every three months that I’ve been paying for eHarmony may — I say may — be about to pay off. So I don’t feel so bad any more.

Still got my nose a little out of joint about the cracks made about bloggers here the other day, but I’ll get over it, I guess. I feel good about what i do, and the way i do it, and if someone else thinks that’s just me putting on airs, so be it. I can’t control what others think; I can only control what information I make available for them to think with, and only in certain areas. So I do the best i can with that, and if at the end of the day someone is happier or feels more informed because of it, I’ve done my job.

B.

FU to the devil or whoever created goatheads. I waded 10 feet out into a sandy field this morning in flip flops to take a pic and god dayum if it wasn’t mined with these fucking things. If you know what jumpin cholla cactus is these fucking things act the same way, the more you move around the move you attract and end up stuck in your azz. Gitmo? Ha, run them fucking tangos barefoot through a field loaded with these little wads of pain and I god dayum guarantee you they will be whimpering and crying like 2 year olds in 5 steps. I know I was. I never knew I could walk on just my toes until today, it was the only way I could extract myself from the danger area as no one in their right fucking mind walking by was going to offer any help. Unlike a drowning man, you DO NOT offer assistance to anyone dumb fuck who strays into a patch of these. Situational Awareness FAIL.

And to make it worse I got back into the truck and forgot about them fucking things hitchhiking on your shoes. When I went to apply the go pedal I got stabbed again from the ones on my floor mat. FUCK!!!! These things are so brutal and deadly they pop bike and car tires. They are the red ants of the plant kingdom. FTGs!!!! Now to clean up all the blood.