I hate:

Yoko Ono, the San Francisco 49ers, MTV, Baseball, Newsweek, syndicated columnist Lars Erik-Nelson, Garfield, Magic Johnson, Jay Leno, that asshole who rides in the break-down lane during a traffic jam, people who smoke cigars and talk about "a rich, smooth, flavorfull pull with a nice body," nike, soccer, canadians, the french, nostalgia of the 60's, 70's, and 80's, children, people who dial wrong numbers and ask, "who's this?", people who use cell phones loudly and obviously in public, dogs who shit in front of my apartment, the goddamn Cranberries, for that matter, the Goddamn Smashing Pumpkins, that taste you get when a cold has run its course, Princess Diana and the mania surrounding her pathetic life and death, any local news station and especially their fucking obsession with weather, 3rd rock from the sun, Ellen Degeneris, Rosie O'fuckin Donnell, Comic Relief, Celine Deion, Barbara Striesand, Jane Fonda, all vegans, the Village People revival currently underway, the IRS, traffic stops for speeds not in excess of 25 miles over the limit, hangovers, metallica since 1992, most teenagers, Cher, all reality based shows except Cops, the USA network, the fact that Cinemax won't show actual penetration, people who have strong opinions about something they know nothing about, the goddamn Flyers, Red Wings, Canadians, Islanders, Oilers, Mighty Ducks, and especially the sucking chest wound that is the Rangers, Wayne Gretsky, Hanson, R&B music in general, overwhelming media hype about anything, the war on drugs, Kevin Coleman, who owes me $250, the goddamn Packers, Redskins, the Giants, the Eagles, and the stupid-ass Steelers, art critics, the WNBA, Jessie Jackson, most radio, cats.

There. Even though that's only a small slice of my hate, I thought you might want to know.

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