it's back to scorpionic business of listing phobias, fears and pet hates in the style of george orwell's 1984. apparently room 101 was the waiting room in the bbc's broadcasting house in london that nearly drove orwell insane having spent many hours waiting for various meetings to happen.
in my room 101 are the following:
heights grapes melon lychees (eyeballs) raisins (dead flies) wasps/mosquitos/flies dust drunk people drunk teenagers with knives knives american teenagers. all of them. jewish american princesses. all of them. all drugs apart from weed/hashish cancer
hold on while i build an annexe (room 101a)
pretentious suckups backstabbing bitches (list available on application) shows about 'the worst, most gruesome accidents EVER' really fat people really skinny people any little spanish kid that screams 'MA-MAAAAAA!!!' spanish R&B europop traditional flamenco singers snow
jesus - now i need a fucking LOFT conversion too!!!
bad drivers blondes who act blonde shouty domineering men body odour (on other people of course!) chlorine in swimming pools used condoms on the beach ('hey! what's in this old balloon' said the 3 year old) people who litter men who spit (sportsmen in particular) men who scratch their balls in public men (fuck it, i may as well be general) people who stare smelly restrooms
i don't mind blondes at all SR but when they start acting blonde, it's a whole different ballgame. they are the first to whine about being called dumb but alot are not averse to playing to stereotype to get on. i worked with a blonde who had a doctorate and was actually brainier than me (if that is possible). she still had to rely on sticking out her cleavage and playing dumb to get on though. brunettes get more respect 😉
grapes are just horrible. the look pretty on the vine but they taste like cat wee. even more so when they're made into wine.
I'll tell you what really annoys me more than blondes acting like blondes. It's when chicks purposely use the high-pitch, baby-toned voice. When I hear that, I seriously want to slap them around a few times.
hey there outcast!!!! yay!!! i bet there's a whole load of things you would put in room 101. we all know that our fishy friends enjoy a spot of hating now and again LOL.
hope you're well 🙂
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in my room 101 are the following:
heights
grapes
melon
lychees (eyeballs)
raisins (dead flies)
wasps/mosquitos/flies
dust
drunk people
drunk teenagers with knives
knives
american teenagers. all of them.
jewish american princesses. all of them.
all drugs apart from weed/hashish
cancer
hold on while i build an annexe (room 101a)
pretentious suckups
backstabbing bitches (list available on application)
shows about 'the worst, most gruesome accidents EVER'
really fat people
really skinny people
any little spanish kid that screams 'MA-MAAAAAA!!!'
spanish R&B
europop
traditional flamenco singers
snow
jesus - now i need a fucking LOFT conversion too!!!
bad drivers
blondes who act blonde
shouty domineering men
body odour (on other people of course!)
chlorine in swimming pools
used condoms on the beach ('hey! what's in this old balloon' said the 3 year old)
people who litter
men who spit (sportsmen in particular)
men who scratch their balls in public
men (fuck it, i may as well be general)
people who stare
smelly restrooms
done.