gra-tu-i-tous |grəˈt(y)oōitəs|
{ORIGIN mid 17th cent.: from Latin gratuitus ‘given freely,spontaneous’}
1. uncalled for; lacking good reason; unwarranted : gratuitous violence.2. given or done free of charge : gratuitous advice.
vi-o-let |ˈvī(ə)lət|{ORIGIN Middle English : from Old French violette} adjective:
1. a bluish-purple color seen at the end of the spectrum opposite red.
2. a herbaceous plant of temperate regions, typically having purple, blue,or white five-petaled flowers, one of which forms a landing pad for pollinating insects. Genus Viola, family Violaceae.
3. ME.

Friday, May 13, 2011

that's some tasty hatred!

i will be the first to admit that i can be a bit bold and brash when i get on a rant, and intolerant of people i feel uncomfortable by/about- in general, and also in my posts. 
see: rabbit-esque breeders, racists, and a variety of cruel ignoramuses. gross.

religious fanatics: making intolerance acceptable for two over two millennia!
that's some tasty hatred!

something i read recently has been reeling negatively in my head for days. [sorry, i cannot link to the blog post i read. i came across it via the "next blog>>" button.] it was a post attempting to be a simple complaint about the child-noise factor at the gym.
all in all, it ended up as a rant about how these two overweight women were kidding themselves about loosing weight by riding the stationary bike. this coming from someone who boasts going to the gym AT LEAST two times a day. 
admittedly, i didn't read the post as thoroughly as i read your blogs, dear readers, but for some reason, i cannot shake this person's b.s.
just one more judgmental fool in a sea of millions. 
scratch that, billions.

i pity the fool

it started as this faux moment of sharing, and ended up as preaching. [am i preaching here?] 
to sum up what i remember reading:
"i get up, go to the gym, eat a better breakfast than you, work a better job than you, go to the gym again instead of eating lunch, finish my stimulating work day, go to the gym again, have a superstar night life, go to sleep (on a bed made of kitten-souls,?) and wake up refreshed- and do it all again."
call me crazy, but does this sound a bit excessive to you? and this turd's not even an an athlete of any sort either. 
my guess: anorexic meanie at best.  
way to go, making fun of fat people at the gym. what next… the guy in a wheelchair??? 
help yourself to another bottle of haterade!
i will repeat:

240 calories per serving, these morsels leave you feeling empty inside.  
side effects: chronic verbal diarrhea and dropsy.

this jerk reminded me of my USED-TO-BE best friend's dad, who constantly made fun of poor people- often to their faces- stating self-righteously, that it's their own fault they are impoverished. nice, huh? as you may have guessed, of course, he used to be poor, but due to a few leg-ups, and sucking the right cocks, he's now an art seller who deals w/christie's. he works exclusively with those stupid 1800's american wannabe impressionism multi-million dollar paintings that suck anyway. yawn. boring. sell-out fuck. what a greedy jerk… he's also a self-hating jew; so, he's pretty much well rounded- as a classic asshole. 


you know, people like the above two examples are utter shit. 
in a fucking nutshell.

utter cute overload, also in a nutshell.
i needed to balance the smite with some sweet.

just because they may have had a crappy childhood peppered with the occasional narcissistic suffering, does that mean WE- the emotionally secure souls out there, who have perhaps had as much, if not MORE actual suffering- are supposed to allow this type of drivel to be spewed forth like it's the truth, poisoning all those in earshot… and actually even feel sorry for them, or maybe act overly compassionate towards them and their selfish plight… 
always letting it go- unchecked?

bullies always suck


start here

i say- i have had e-fucking-nough of that bad behavior!
say something in retort. 
stop those bitches in their tracks. 
someone has to, and i can't do it alone. 
i beseech thee to help.

lynxy and andy want to help- hooray!

there is a time to be a teacher, and gently guide the unguided.
and a time to punch someone in the mouth- even if only with your words.

how about a nice hawaiian punch?

yes, i pick my fights selectively. i know when to walk away, or ignore their crap, blahblahblog; but a well placed phrase can be an abortive to the nastily-worded inclinations of the soulless fucks we come into contact with every day. 
ignorance is bliss? 
think again.

this rant has been brought to you by the letters P, M, and S, and the number zero.


  1. i'm with you, i try to not let people get away with being assholes so much.
    and why do i find that andy samberg so sexy? i think it's his mouth, i love a guy with a nice big mouth.

  2. Count on me - lets search and destroy !

    Sounds like that blogger you read is really a pretentious loser, and a skinny one at that.
    Yeah I agree. cunt.

    At least the fat women are trying - and together - wonder if cunt blogger has any friends ?

  3. id- andy is dreamy. funny as hell, smart, and adorable without being contrived. sigh.
    cowgirl, if i remember correctly, the cunt i mentioned had "followers" but their blogs/names were also excersize-ist and i'm sure she's hungry for a fatty dinner, but settles for a skinny dick. like some douchebag from the jersey shore. yuck.

  4. Skinny dick ?
    Why bother - I'd prefer short and fat.

  5. Nothing wrong with exercising and eating right. Plenty wrong with bragging about it. Like Dirtycowgirl said, at tleast they are trying to do something about it.


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