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i like your enthusiasm, but i am going to have to disagree with you on that last part up there.
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people who clap and cheer in the theater during movies. i want to punch them all.
people who clap and cheer in the theater during movies. i want to punch them all.
People who clap and cheer when an aircraft lands. Sometimes it would be worth the burns and death just to find out if they boo after a crash.
I want to clap these motherfuckers on their ears. They clearly don't understand what applause means. Dunno if this is better or worse than people who feel compelled to giving a standing ovation to every orchestra they see...since they rarely ever see an orchestra and don't know what they are doing (although last time I was at the symphony, it was completely worthy of a standing ovation and we made that soloist play a motherfucking encore).
I thought this was an alitalia thing...Only time I have ever observed it happening across an entire plane. They have notoriously bad landings or something.
people who clap and cheer in the theater during movies. i want to punch them all.
Not in the holiday spirit at all this year.
I could type a 2,000-word essay on why, but it can be summarized with:
- My extended family is insane and can barely cloak their dislike for one another.
- My nutty, holier-than-thou Catholic aunt will hardly speak to my brother because he isn't Catholic
- My mom, while a swell person, is a total control freak and can't "play ball" when someone else is making the decisions. She's also passive aggressive to a maddening degree, so when people rightfully get pissed at her, she loves to play the "what did I do?" martyr role.
- I'm not terribly happy with my relationship with my girlfriend lately. She gave me some great, thoughtful gifts, so she obviously cares about me a lot, but she's got so much going on elsewhere in her life that I'm almost periodically an afterthought.
- My brother is suddenly a sitcom character who will never take off his shoes indoors.
- We're having turkey for Christmas dinner. My family has a tradition of making the blandest turkey dinners you'll find in the Midwest.
I know a lot of this is garden-variety pissing and moaning, but bleh, I'm ready to just skip ahead past New Years at this point.
people who clap and cheer in the theater during movies. i want to punch them all.
Only time I have ever observed it happening across an entire plane. They have notoriously bad landings or something.
Not in the holiday spirit at all
- I'm not terribly happy with my relationship with my girlfriend lately. She gave me some great, thoughtful gifts, so she obviously cares about me a lot, but she's got so much going on elsewhere in her life that I'm almost periodically an
I got into a fistfight after a showing of Independence Day when some dumb asshole decided to start clapping as the credits went up. I said something to the effect of "Bill Pullman and Randy Quaid aren't here to hear that, you know?" Things degenerated from there.
ah... did you cry when anne hathaway gets her hair cut off?
Not in the holiday spirit at all this year.
I could type a 2,000-word essay on why, but it can be summarized with:
- My extended family is insane and can barely cloak their dislike for one another.
- My nutty, holier-than-thou Catholic aunt will hardly speak to my brother because he isn't Catholic
- My mom, while a swell person, is a total control freak and can't "play ball" when someone else is making the decisions. She's also passive aggressive to a maddening degree, so when people rightfully get pissed at her, she loves to play the "what did I do?" martyr role.
- I'm not terribly happy with my relationship with my girlfriend lately. She gave me some great, thoughtful gifts, so she obviously cares about me a lot, but she's got so much going on elsewhere in her life that I'm almost periodically an afterthought.
- My brother is suddenly a sitcom character who will never take off his shoes indoors.
- We're having turkey for Christmas dinner. My family has a tradition of making the blandest turkey dinners you'll find in the Midwest.
I know a lot of this is garden-variety pissing and moaning, but bleh, I'm ready to just skip ahead past New Years at this point.
What the **** there's a stain on my Turkish rug? This is from turkey, not from china. What the **** how did this happen? I haven't spilled anything on this rug, ever. I'm very careful. What motherfucker cams in here and spilt something on my rug?