I'm a cranky old potato that hates fun and freedom and loud shit 24/7.
My neighbor is forever consooming ammunition, tannerite, and what I swear by all the gods sounds like a 60mm mortar.
I'll NUT on your lawn.
I realized that there were quite a few morons on my program so I went the extra mile for an Honours degree. Some of the people in that program were dumb as bricks as well. Oh well.
That pisses me off too. Life sucks sometimes, but that doesn't mean we can't find any good in it or ever enjoy ourselves because of that.
Reminds me of this Whomp comic:
I know this pain all too well. These types of people think throwing tantrums and picking fights validates them. Nothing is ever their fault. Even if a company plasters information about its policies all over the place or makes that same information readily available, and easy to read, on their websites and literature, the same idiot customers refuse to read it. There's always a bullshit excuse for their lazy, stupid behavior. Worst of all, these same customers, regardless of their cultural identity or background, clearly suffer from a severe case of affluenza or First World Problems. These pigs really think throwing a tantrum at your local Walmart makes them the second coming of George Washington or whatever. They seriously think they're so edgy and rebellious over something stupid!
Good luck with the mosquitoes.
This attitude drives me mad. I feel like it's a consequence of people anthropomorphizing animals so much in the last decade or so that social media has been really prevalent. I don't mean anthropomorphizing as in furries, I mean all those posts on facebook that imply that pets can have the exact same kinds of emotions and possess some form of inner monologue like humans. A dog literally cannot understand the human ritual behind fireworks and "get used" to it. All it is to them is loud, violent sounds that start completely at random and continue long into the night.
Said friend even posted on social media about how you can give dogs melatonin or cbd to keep them calm and peachy keen. That might be true for some animals. But I’m currently dogsitting for a friend and even when said friend has given the dog a cbd treat (portioned properly for her bodyweight) beforehand the poor pup is still upset.
65 million years hence, they'll build a park and bring my jizz back to life.
I don't know if it's irony or intentional, but I find it bizarre that we celebrate America's independence by being obnoxious with fireworks. Certainly, there are PTSD veterans that would have trauma with the sounds of fireworks. Or pets with sensitive hearing. Even so, people can go overboard with fireworks.
