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[...for those who don't read my blogger...]
Harry Potter Evil: Yes or no?
So in reading that "point of view" by some random religious leader I have to wonder what the world is coming to. It's actually interesting, but it's pretty damn stupid too. Read it. Comment.
It's all good.
Quick rant: Will somebody please tell Shaun he's not black? Damn wigger. I wish he'd stop talking like he grew up in Compton or something. He should realise he's white.
And furthermore, the bastard is stupid, he shouldn't try to appear intelligent. He thought Argentinian's spoke Portuguese. I suppose that's not a hard mistake to make, I mean, those South American countries are all the same, right? *gratuitous eye rolling* But it's the sentence a few minutes earlier (when my dad asked if the Argentinian tennis players switched coaches so often was a symptom of perfectionism and Shaun said "Not so much that as they're just tempremental") that really pisses me off. I have an idea, let's make blanketing generalisations about other cultures and people, and unfavourable generalisations I might add, just for the sheer unadulterated hell of it. Yeah. You're cool.
And then when later, I say, "No. Argentinians speak Spanish" and Shaun says, "Right. It's Brazil where you get more Portuquese."
MORE Portuguese? It's only their national language, dumbass. I guess that means a few of them might speak it.
And I especially like the way he agrees with me just to make it look like he knows what he's talking about. Like if after I say something (fact, not opinion. Any opinions I have he arbitrarily rejects and counters) he's like, "Yep. Yep" and starts nodding. As if doing that makes him smarter, as if he actually knew the information before I said it instead of just trying to look smart by agreeing with me or my dad (when he does it).
Oh, and for someone who claims to be a chef he sure can't cook. I mean, a steak griller at the Outback isn't really a chef, is he? He's a cook really. Shaun's cooks steaks at B & C level restaurants.
Andy's a better cook by far. And surprise surprise he can make more than just 3 dishes. (Spaghetti, Steak, and random permutations of other noodle dishes, and other meat dishes which I count as just one.)
And he does this thing...this "Can I make a suggestion?" or "Can you do me a favour?" he's told me (usually when he's yelling at me) numerous times that if you just tell people what to do it pisses them off, so he uses those two catch-all catch-phrases to preface any statement in which he will tell someone what to do. TELLING ME YOU DO THIS JUST MEANS THAT THOSE PHRASES HAVE THE SAME EFFECT AS FLAT OUT TELLING ME WHAT TO DO. He doesn't seem to get this though. And any time I hear him say "Can I make a suggestion?" or "Can you do me a favour?" either to me or to my dad I know it will be followed with "And here's me telling you how to do something you can manage full well on your own" or "And here's me telling you to do something I could very easily do myself but won't because a) I'm to lazy, or b) I've arbitrarily decided it's your "job" or even c) a combination of the two. God, if you're going to butt in when my dad's making FRICKING MACARONI AND TOASTER OVEN GARLIC BREAD to offer "suggestions" on how you can "help" him do it better THEN YOU FUCKING COOK THE MACARONI AND TOAST THE BREAD YOURSELF!
Oh, and Heinz 57 sauce does not belong IN hamburgers. If you like the taste, spread some on your hamburger bun and enjoy it that way. But when you're making hamburgers for other people who a) don't like Heinz 57 sauce one bit, and b) don't want their hamburgers to taste like meatloaf HAVE A LITTLE RESPECT AND LEAVE IT OUT! My dad and I try so hard to get him to leave it out. We can't outright ask him because he'll throw a tantrum toss mixing bowls around and storm out. But we make subtle suggestions. We know when we've made enough suggestions though NOT WHEN HE COMPLIES or agrees to be CONSIDERATE and leaves it out, but when he says "If you don't like it make it your fucking self." Which is crap anyway, because any time my dad (I'd try but I can't cook) even ATTEMPS to cook anything within Shaun's realm (Steak, Hamburgers, and various noodle items) Shaun jumps into the kitchen, makes too many suggestions, and eventually complains that he didn't do it right and that he's going to do it from then on. So what choice do we have then to let you do it yourself so that we avoid a big huge pain in the ass.
And his cheesy comments have just about reached the breaking point with me. He's got so many random stupid isms he does that if I hear one more I think I'll scream. It's like he says stuff just to make noise, like he can't just not say anything.
Oh..and btw, if you have enough water in the pot to cover the noodles after they plump up you're doing alright. They won't stick together if you use 10 cups instead of 11. Sorry. They won't. And since when making macaroni you add the cheese AFTER you DRAIN the water, having 2 cups short of the water in the pot won't make the noodles clump together in balls of cheese. That only happens if the noodles a) aren't cooked properly, or b) aren't mixed with the cheese well enough. So leave my dad alone, stop "Making suggestions" and sit your broke no-count ass down and shut up.
Yeah. So Shaun...you suck. Now leave me alone.
I guess that wasn't a quick rant after all.
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