Don’t you hate it when you’re on a roll with your Anarchy Battle series on the last day of Chill Season and the server goes down for maintenance.
Don’t you hate it when you have better service in the waters north of Hull than you do in most of Downtown.
Don’t you hate it when it’s the final hour of the season and you’re finally winning an Anarchy Battle right off the bat after back-to-back losses, and then someone disconnects—twice in a row!
Don’t you hate it when you landlord calls you multiple times on a Saturday about things that are not a part of your lease.
Don’t you hate it when you finally might be on track to beat a boss on your sixth attempt, but then it falls off the stage and just dies.
Don’t you hate it when your computer says it can’t empty the trash because “there is not enough memory to complete this operation”.
“Sticks and stones may break my bones, but chips excite me.”
Don’t you hate it when you sing a Rihanna lyric wrong while eating tortilla chips.
Don’t you hate it when the broadcast networks fill primetime with hot air knowing full well that the vote tally is not going to finish during that time.
Don’t you hate it when you open a door that hasn’t been used in a few weeks and a bunch of tiny spiders start crawling down from the top and FALL ON YOU.




