Please note:  this was orginally posted to my journal [here].  But I thought I would share it with you nice folks.  In case you bother to read it, the original date was Super Bowl Sunday, whatever day that was.  I'm guessing it was a Sunday. *shrugs*

Its no secret that I hate people. Not people with any particular ethnic background, just people in general. If you are breathing and have opposable thumbs, chances are, I hate you. And no, I don't hate primates, they generally have better social skills than most humans.

There are particular age groups that I take pity on. If you are elderly, its possible that I will give you a chance. I mean come on, anyone that was a young adult in the 1940's dressed in the most stylish clothes ever imagined deserves the chance to not be hated on sight.

I especially despise anyone under the age of 18. I think there should be a leash law for children. I also think that if your child annoys me, I should have the right to spank their whiny ass. There is a lack of corporal punishment in today's society which I feel is the reason that the world is going to shit. But, I shall continue the "I hate kids" diatribe later. I can go on for days. I can't wait to see the shitty comments I get with this entry. But this entry is about people in general, not just you, my emotionally downtrodden little titty bags.

Today was *gag* super bowl Sunday. Whoopty fuckin do. First of all, I abhor football. Its the most asinine thing next to golf. Second, I hate football fans even more. They are so obnoxious. They yell, they scream and they have a total disregard for even semi-acceptable social behavior. On super bowl Sunday, they forget they are even human.

You can see them at super bowl parties all over town. These jackasses even come from far, far away to go to these parties. First they spend money on transportation, whichever mode that may be. Then they pay horrendously inflated room rates. If that weren't enough, they are even willing to pay upwards of $100 to sit in a room with a bunch of other drunk morons to watch a fucking football game on a big screen and eat worse food than they would get at a stadium. So please don't tell me these people are not retarded. Something is definitely wrong with their wiring.

Once this "party" is over, they filter out into the casino. Drunk off cheap $1 draft beer and flatulent (imagine, if you will, feeding a geriatric individual a plate full of brussel sprouts and multiply that X 100) from the "gourmet" fare. They proceed to run (yes, RUN) around the casino screaming at the top of their lungs for whichever team of over paid muscle heads won the game of keep away. Cue a group of their drunk comrades who were backing the team that lost the game. I am sure you can imagine the outcome. There has to be as much security in a casino on super bowl Sunday as there is on New Year's Eve.

Why people act like this is beyond me. What kills me even more is that once they leave these parties, so shit faced they don't know they aren't suppose to piss on the sidewalk, they get into their rented vehicles and drive. Yes folks, the most popular past time here in fabulous Sin City is drinking and driving. Tourists are aware of this and hope that if they do get stopped before they kill someone, the cop will take pity on their ignorant ass because they are a tourist and didn't know they weren't in Britain where you are suppose to drive on the wrong side of the road.

In case your parents didn't bother to teach you correct social form, I suggest you take five minutes out of your boring fucking life and learn some social skills. I know I am not the only person in the world that is socially unacceptable appearance wise. But there isn't one person, that was sober, that has met me that will ever tell you I that I don't have social skills. You know why you hate the world? Because you are a whiny little piss monkey with no social skills. Learn some. I guarantee the next time someone says thank you because you held a door open for a little old lady, a little ray of light will break into your woe is me little world.

But have no fear, I'll still hate you even if you open a door for me when I am seventy. And in case you don't hold the fucking door open, I'll run your ass down with my electric cart. Have a nice fucking day.

your bitch.

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