n.
something that is abhored; loathed.
Hypocritical Teen Magazines. They try to promote hard-core individual out-of-the-box ideas but always seems to screw it up by saying things like:
For the best rear view, a curvy gal should go for relaxed fitting jeans with larger back pockets to make her butt look littler.
-seventeen, February 2002
Words Like Tresses and Locks. What about hair? I hate it even more when they throw some alliteration in there - tired tresses, lustrous locks. grrrrr.
Those Book Writing Big Celebrities. They have absolutely no talent in writing, and they usually bore most sane people to death, but since they're famous, why not have a go at it?
Bad Haircuts. Like guys that have rattails or really really long hair like Fabio's. Or women that have mullots. Yuck.
People That Say Everything Like They're Saying a Question. You know what I mee--eeaaan?
When a Mosquito Bites You On the Back. Or on the back of your knee. And you're sitting somewhere really hot and you can't reach it and scratch without looking really stupid.
Cocky people Who I Can Beat Up. Not the cocky people I can't. Because they can hurt me if I call them cocky. Who wants to be mean to them?
Leaky Toaster Strudel Icing Packets. They have those neat little perforations (spelling?) on them, but sometimes you slip! And then the icing gets all over your fingers. So the toaster strudel gets these big globs of icing everywhere. It's a very depressing way to start your day.
Olives. What's with sticking that red thing in there? I don't know. It sounds kind of fishy.
Monopoly. Mainly because I suck at it. Or maybe not. But I hate it.
Cars That Don't Let Other Cars Merge. Especially when it's an old lady. I want to personally get out of my car and make room for the old lady to merge. Except then someone might have road rage and kill me. So I don't.
When I Get Tan Lines On My Feet. Sort of. But it's also makes me feel kind of cool, like...I actually go outside so I'm not white and pasty...um. yes.
