GenQ - For the not so straight individual

There are certain things in this world that piss me off to no end, certain types of people. The kind of people who seek me out to bitch about their problems. How their insignificant other is treating them like crap again. No one. fucking. cares. You know why? Because they're too dumb in the first place to drop someone after they've screwed them over time and time again. These girls who bitch and moan CONSTANTLY can't take the fucking clues.

Another thing: Why do people ask for advice, if they're not going to take it when it's something they don't want to hear? How do I get stuck hanging around those kind of weak-minded assholes in the first place? They aren't asking because they want to know my opinion. They're asking because they want to reinforce their own self-centered decisions, because they've already made up their narrow minds. Then they'll have the audacity to be like, "Oh, why did everything turn out all wrong?" Because you didn't take my advice. I know all.

It's outrageous how thick-headed some people can be. Like I have nothing better to do than to sit a listen to you bitch and moan about who insulted you or who told you like it is, without sugar-coating it. Only so they can be told exactly what they want to think, so they can retreat back to their delusional little world where there's ponies and butterflies and Michael Jackson doesn't violate small children. WRONG! Here's a fucking wake-up call: NO ONE CARES! If ignorance is bliss, then these people must be having constant peels of ecstasy.

Guys who go to clubs to find boyfriends are incredibly stupid. Why? Because look where they're looking. Most of the guys who go to clubs, only go there to get ass, and more often than not, they get it. Whooptie shit. You got laid. Now, wipe the disease off and try your luck again. Then they bitch and cry about how "He didn't call me..." Of course he didn't, and they know it. They just feel like being a perpetual victim. When you tread the ground of assholes, don't complain when all you have to show for it is a yield of pricks who just want to get laid. And what's with guys trying to pull that virgin act, like they've taken a vow of celibacy. That's a chick thing. Girls piss me off too with that, because everyone wants sex, but the problem is getting everyone to admit it. Especially chicks. Everyone goes on about how they want a guy/girl who's "funny" or "sensitive" or "kind". Sure, ultra-orgasmic, ass-slapping, hair-pulling sort of kindness. So, just accept the fact that you've been pounded more times than any nail in the floor you stand on, and just enjoy the toe-curling orgasm you deserve.

These guys who drive around in their crappy cars, blaring music as loud as fucking possible trying to get attention from some stacked bimbo across the street, also piss me off. Like they're going to jump on the hood of their car. "Oh! Your playing loud music! Please, feel free to violate every Orpheus of my body now!" What-fucking-ever. No one wants to give them attention, no one wants to hear their crappy music. And another thing: Stop modifying your crappy car to make it look like your driving one sleek piece of shit. Reality called, and it turns out, oh guess what! It's still a Honda Civic! Maybe if you saved a little of that money for making your car <i>look</i> like a racecar, eventually you'd actually have enough money to <i>buy</i> a racecar. So don't waste your time by putting stripes down the hood of your car, just because it makes you feel like you drive less of a shitty car.

People who don't know how to turn their damn cell phones off especially piss me off, because it seems everyone has their phone set on a Vivaldi or Mozart ring tone. Now I can experience the rape of all my favorite classics by listening to the bitch across the restaurant fumble around in her purse for her phone. Put down the phones, what you need is rat poison.