Friday, November 11, 2005

Friday Night Hate

...You tell me that my hate isn't posted early enough the morning. Who the fuck do you think you are to tell me how to hate or when to hate or where to hate. I'm sorry I didn't get the memo that I have to follow certain rules of hating. There is one remedy and that is to pick me up a bottle of Maker's on the way over before I hate you even more.

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

You are an angry, angry man....

Doofi said...

angry or thirsty?

Mary said...

Dear Doofi,
I love you! I am in New Orleans and there are so many things to hate right now that you absolutely inspire me!

Doofi said...

I hate you if you are that guy on Bourbon Street 6 years ago during Jazz Fest that wanted to "show" me something. I was scared enough that it was a dude, but then he asked to borrow my lighter and then proceeded to pull his pants down to light his pubes on fire. It happened, I hated, that was my favorite lighter too. Was, being the key the word, I've since switched to matches.

Doc said...

Have you lost the hate? or just the will to write such hatred?

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