tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55555792011-06-08T02:36:42.454-04:00Everyday somebody does something that pisses me off. Everday I will make a new rule to help prevent it from happening again. Someday we'll reach utopia.Codyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04524641326840644036noreply@blogger.comBlogger241100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555579.post-1118779566075624102005-06-14T15:59:00.000-04:002005-06-14T16:06:45.390-04:00

So the other day this ghetto high school kid came to my door. He had a self done labret with a huge spike in it and his clothes were too big. He explained to me in slang that "yo we're selling magazines to win a competetion to go to cancun. It'll be like girls gone wild and shit, see some titties." He then noticed my tattoos and showed me the "tattoo" on his wrist of kanji that he even stated he

Codyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04524641326840644036noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555579.post-1118085344960398302005-06-06T15:13:00.000-04:002005-06-06T15:15:44.966-04:00

I don't want to walk down the hallway and hear people pee. That is fucking gross. I have no idea why this didn't cause an uprising a long time ago. I'm so disgusted by this event that I'm amazed not everyone is as equally upset by it as I am. I'm so bothered by this that unless I feel the bahtroom is adequetly away from people I won't use it. Do me a favor and do the same.

Codyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04524641326840644036noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555579.post-1117648756609939832005-06-01T13:54:00.000-04:002005-06-01T13:59:16.616-04:00

During the day one of three things are going on. I'm at work, I'm at class or I'm sleeping. At work or class I can't talk to you on the phone. If sleeping you don't need to talk to me. It can wait till the evening. I leave my phone in case of emergencies but there is only one thing that warrents you waking me up. That is that there is a giant squid batteling a sperm whale outside my window

Codyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04524641326840644036noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555579.post-1117250862265754042005-05-27T23:25:00.000-04:002005-05-27T23:27:42.270-04:00

Unless we're tight enough that you would buy me food when I don't have money for food and would expect me to do the same if roles were reversed...don't say hi to me in public. If we are in a situation to be friendly that's cool. Otherwise don't talk to me, I'm a busy man I've got shit to. That shit does not include standing in the mall for five minutes making uncomfortable conversation about

Codyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04524641326840644036noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555579.post-1060295664465023772003-08-07T18:34:00.000-04:002003-08-07T18:34:24.490-04:00

You're just going to spend it on something stupid anyway.

Codyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04524641326840644036noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555579.post-1060101561465640912003-08-05T12:39:00.000-04:002003-08-05T12:39:21.506-04:00

I don't care what you think the Confederate Flag stands for, it does stand for "jackass." So that's what you're being when you sport that idiotic symbol. Especially retarded is when it's used in unison with an American Flag, for fuck's sake how does that make any sense? "I support the United States of America, I love this country. Unless of course you wanna just leave and start your own

Codyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04524641326840644036noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555579.post-1059597955327017422003-07-30T16:45:00.000-04:002003-07-30T16:45:55.230-04:00

Picking out songs that I hear is way too much responsibility for the average person to undertake. Nine times out of ten the caller picks something stupid, and ten times out of ten they pick something that is on the stations regular rotation, had the idiot not called in I would have heard the song anyway. Talk about a waste of fucking time, the point of request radio is to hear a good song that

Codyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04524641326840644036noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555579.post-1059051618062098362003-07-24T09:00:00.000-04:002003-07-24T16:59:45.500-04:00

OK the meat and potatos of this rule is the beard isn't cutting it, shave mother fucker. But the rule is much more complex then that, there are exceptions to the rule but they are a bit lengthy so here I go. -sideburns - sideburns are rad, if you can't grow them you're not a real man and should start wearing a dress -stubble is okey dokey smokey - I hate shaving too so I understand the stubble

Codyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04524641326840644036noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555579.post-1058984079582516152003-07-23T14:14:00.000-04:002003-07-23T14:24:35.750-04:00

This includes saying you'll do something daily, it's impossible to do anything everyday except brushing your teeth. It's obvious from the amount of bad breath I run into that some of you fucks can't even muster the energy for that simple task.

Codyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04524641326840644036noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555579.post-1058880929275516522003-07-22T09:35:00.000-04:002003-07-22T09:35:29.200-04:00

Everyone knows a mullet is a stupid haircut (newsflash:so are mohawks), it's funny when people have stupid haircuts, I agree. But I'm tired of hearing about mullets, people talk about mullets way too much. There are websites that are devoted to mullets, people consider themselves experts on mullets, people bother naming mullets, people talk about mullets on the radio. These are the same people

Codyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04524641326840644036noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555579.post-1058801580940697372003-07-21T11:33:00.000-04:002003-07-21T11:33:00.913-04:00

I understand smiling, I smile once in a while. But smiling constantly for the sake of smiling is stupid and makes you like an idiot so quit it. We all know you have fucked up dirty teeth anyway, so do us all a favor and shut your mouth.

Codyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04524641326840644036noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555579.post-1058634804253473152003-07-19T13:13:00.000-04:002003-07-19T13:13:24.286-04:00

it's a shame you paid so much money for a Lincoln Navigator that didn't come with any.

Austinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13562408494887599158noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555579.post-1058586334523911612003-07-18T23:45:00.000-04:002003-07-18T23:46:20.640-04:00

I'm tired of people bitching about how their ex broke their heart. It's your fault now get over. This way you can finally relate to all those great pop songs about heartache, you should thank your ex for opening your eyes to a world of sorrow. Then you should kill yourself, no one will ever love you like they did; you whine too goddamned much.

Codyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04524641326840644036noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555579.post-1058444580653849792003-07-17T08:23:00.000-04:002003-07-17T08:23:00.713-04:00

You would think this rule wouldn't be necessary. I hoped and prayed to god this rule wouldn't be necessary. But, I assure you it is. I saw said abonation on the way home from work yesterday. There should be none of this. The up side to this is there should be a limited number of violators therefore it shouldn't be too big of a task to find all of them and burn there house down while

Codyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04524641326840644036noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555579.post-1058387906219099162003-07-16T16:38:00.000-04:002003-07-16T16:38:26.190-04:00

If a persons taste in music comes up in conversation I will judge them solely based upon that taste. If you're not me, then you have bad taste. So, do us both a favor and just don't mention music in any way, shape or form. It goes without saying I'll grow to hate you eventually at least lets come up with a creative reason.

Codyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04524641326840644036noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555579.post-1058289842636401812003-07-15T13:24:00.000-04:002003-07-15T13:24:02.666-04:00

none...ever...for any reason

Codyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04524641326840644036noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555579.post-1058158989086187492003-07-14T01:03:00.000-04:002003-07-14T01:03:09.140-04:00

i'm sure that with your Taz sticker and your giant "3" window decal you feel as though you reserve the right to do as you please, but the truth of the fact is that when i don't care to do 5 mph under the speed limit in the left lane, you need to move the fuck over. i don't care if you're turning left soon, i don't care if your white trash wife is giving you road head...just move over. i am a

Austinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13562408494887599158noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555579.post-1058153754633434802003-07-13T23:35:00.000-04:002003-07-13T23:38:25.563-04:00

OK so now you have clean teeth that's good, but they're still fucking mangled. Seirously, if it looks like a you've been hit in the mouth with the ugly stick you need to do something about that. Call the toothfairy, she won't pay for these things but maybe she'll take 'em off your hands for a small fee. Either get some braces and fix that shit or never open you're mouth again...ever. Then

Codyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04524641326840644036noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555579.post-1057985432452629302003-07-12T00:50:00.000-04:002003-07-12T00:50:32.370-04:00

OK if I can see what the fuck you ate for lunch today you're teeth are gross. That breath isn't cutting it either. The brown sweater thing you got going on, let's just say it's probably not a hit with the ladies. I sure as hell don't want to see it either. I brush my teeth like 20 times a day so 3 or 4 shouldn't be hard to handle, trust me it will do you wonders for your social life.

Codyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04524641326840644036noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555579.post-1057931397804961152003-07-11T09:49:00.000-04:002003-07-11T09:50:15.683-04:00

I'm tired of being the only one yelling "fuck you cocksucker" across the restuarant, store, elementary cafeteria...what have you.

Codyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04524641326840644036noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555579.post-1057839417025284802003-07-10T08:16:00.000-04:002003-07-10T08:21:07.693-04:00

I'm tired of people putting retarded stickets on their car below are some examples of stickers I don't want to see anymore. Corrections to these stickers are acceptable below is also the new and improved version I will deem proper. If you can't tell if you're sticker is stupid, it probably is. Stickers that need to go away: - "Smiles are contagious. Lets start an epidemic!" (pretty much

Codyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04524641326840644036noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555579.post-1057756275354464142003-07-09T09:11:00.000-04:002003-07-09T09:11:15.440-04:00

What makes you think you can grab my arm and wrench it towards your face? Yes it is a tattoo, Yes I know it's cool. Your dragon tattoo however is not, so no, I don't want to see it.

Codynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555579.post-1057705937672609222003-07-08T19:12:00.000-04:002003-07-08T19:12:17.703-04:00

I used to think it was cruel, now I just think it's true "children should be seen and not heard." The exception to this rule is when your children can behave. So far I haven't seen that take place. It seemed like everyone the age of 12 and under are little fuckers now. The parents are completely to blame, pretty much everyone on the face of earth deserves to be phased out therefore it only

Codynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5555579.post-1057620350085840672003-07-07T19:25:00.000-04:002003-07-07T19:25:50.106-04:00

There is nothing more annoying then some fucker with red hair wearing a green suit named "Patrick Kelly McIrishmen" with a fucking Celtic knot tattoo. You're fucking Irish and proud I get it. Blight this you potato munching bastard.

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