--Fuck anybody who can't read a mall directory. If you can't do this, than you shouldn't be able to drive to the mall in the first place.
--Fuck the fat ass low lifes who can't walk past the Dairy Queen without stopping at the ATM for some cash. Keep walking; you don't need Dairy Queen. And if you do stop, take a few minutes to catch your fucking breath before you weaze out your order for an extra large, double fudge, heart attack sundae.
--While I'm on the subject of fat people, fuck the fat people who bitch about being fat but don't bother doing anything about it. That gets on my last fucking nerve.
--To all those fatties that claim that they're "big boned," fuck you too! How come you still wear a size 5 shoe even though you weigh 4 times more than I do.
--Fuck racists! Seriously, how bad does your life have to be to seek out an entire race of people who you don't even know and make their life a living hell. Pick on the fat people for a change.
--Fuck natall.com!! You're a bunch of old white guys who want to stand up for your race? I'm a "white" kid with "black" friends. I have never had a "black" person do anything to piss me off or harm me. Fuck white supremacist groups! Stop putting your stupid fucking stickers in public bathroom. You give my race a bad name, you ignorant cunts.
--Fuck the KKK! You dim witted, redneck, "I have an IQ of this many," narrow-minded, can't get some even though you're wearing the sheets, mother fuckers!!
--Fuck the whole "black" and "white" thing. Last time I checked...we are all fucking human!!! I am a person with friends; not a white kid with black friends. I used quotes earlier 'cause I hate that shit.
--Jesus Fucking Christ...oh yeah, fuck him too.
--I cannot express how much I would like to kill the parents that put a leash on their child/children and walk them through the mall like they are some kind of fucking pet. That shit makes me want to cry. I'm gonna take scissors to the next one that I see (the leash, not the parents...then again)
--Fuck anybody who scares me. I mean literally jump out at me. That shit is so immature. Especially when I'm at work and the 18 year old person that thinks it's funny doesn't stop for 2 seconds to consider this.
--Fuck anybody who dares to second guess the almighty mall info guy. My job is to know all about this mall. Don't even try to tell me that we have a Hot Topic, a Galyan's, or a fucking Spa Sidel.
--If you cannot comprehend the American currency (and you are an American), you might as well take a gun and insert the barrel into your mouth...don't forget to pull the trigger). Fuck you, *****. Don't even ask me if we need change when we only have two 20's and a 10.
--I invite the following people to go have sex with themselves: Those that can't understand "We only accept cash and Discover." Did I say Visa check card anywhere in that sentence? No, I did not!!!
--Fuck the teenie-bopper-goon-squads. I take that back, for my words might be taken out of context and later incriminate me. How about "go to hell?" Yes, that works. Go to hell, you teenie bopper sluts!!!
--If your car is 2 fast and 2 furious, you know exaclty what I'm thinking...yep...go fuck yourself. I can kick your ass on and off the pavement. Give me a fucking V8 any day.
--You know what the absolute rarest car in the world is? The Ford Mustang. I've never seen more than one on the road before. (For those of you who can't understand sarcasm, fuck off).
--Do you know anyone that goes to the mall before the stores open, bitches about it not opening yet, bum-rushes the employee as they lift the gate, roams the store for only 30 seconds, and then leaves without buying a god damn thing? I saw one today...fuck you, Ms. "I haven't had my prune juice today!"
