Things I hate
1. Loud Harley Davidson motorcycles and the jackasses who drive them.
I used to have a bike.. not a Harley, a crotch rocket.. an FZR 600. I like motorcycles. Hell I actually even like Harleys. I think they’re nice bikes. BUT… the small dicked people that mod their harleys to be so fucking loud that they barley even run. I don’t like. Harley’s that are obscenely loud are not bikes, they are just noise makers. I love engines. I love being at a vintage race and hearing/feeling the thunder of big-bore-V8-power shattering your eardrums and rattling your chest. LOVE IT. BUT, I don’t love it when I’m lying in bed at night and I hear some shithead on a harley that’s been rigged up to be louder than a 747 riding down my street at full volume. I have a new life goal to seek out every one of these dickless wonders, find out where they live, buy property next to them, and run a wood chipper 24/7.
2. Tow truck companies
Most towing companies are scum bags. They’re bottom feeders that charge ridiculous rates and prey on the meek. I’m not talking about the drivers, I’m talking about the companies. I need to start a towing company that just patrols the city and tows and impounds unattended tow trucks.
3. Veterinarians
Last but not least I hate the vet. Vets prey on good people’s emotions. They’ll look at you with their sad, consoling eyes and say: “well there is a chance if we try this very-expensive-treatment that fido will have a few more good months”, fuckers. I once dated a girl who’s vet talked her in to operating on her fucking pet rat. $1000 bucks later the $1.50 rat (if you actually bought one) was tumor free. 6 months after that the little bastard was dead, with three more tumors on its disgusting little carcass. Vets fuck people for money. Which makes them whores. I’m not sure what I’m going to do about the vets…