J8N's question: What's your biggest pet peeve Steve the Raven?
Current mood: cockled
I'm afraid that's one of the easiest questions I'll ever answer J8N. Hands down, my biggest pet peeve is littering. And I'm not the only Corvid who feels this way. In fact, the reason you'll see groups of us huddled on the side of the road picking at garbage is because we're cleaning up after you (while at the same time feasting on a nourishing Burger King snack). Littering is the ultimate in disrespect and should be punishable by death.
I realize, though, that not all of you are guilty of this unforgiveable crime. The type of litter we typically find speaks volumes about who's responsible (e.g., cigarette butts, empty cigarette packs, big gulp containers, piss-water brand beer cans/bottles [brewed with genuine beer extract], wrappers from fast food restaurants, losing scratch off instant lottery tickets, etc). You get the picture. I now have a deeper understanding of why this particular group is referred to as White Trash.
Cue Rant: What the fuck is SO TERRIBLY impossible about keeping your ridiculous trash inside your ridiculous 1996 'Support Our Troops/Dale Earnhardt' stamped Chevy-piece-of-shit-Cavalier? Because I'm sure the inside of your car is Martha Stewart clean. Or maybe you're trying to make a good impression for your big television debut when TLC's "Hoarders: Buried Alive" tapes at your double wide next week?
Fucking red necks.
Sunday, January 9, 2011
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