Here's what I hate:
I hate it when someone tries to go behind your back and get your friend's phone number, and then when she shoots him down, he comes back to you and says that she's a bitch. And then you say to him, "Um, no, I think you're the bitch, BIATCH!" And then he's all, "I'm a doctor... worship me." And I'm all, "Whatever. Then buy me a car, biatch." And then he e-mails you pictures of his cats, and you think to yourself, "Whatever, biatch, I hate cats. Wait...no I don't...I LOVE CATS. And now I love you."
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