Some people aren't happy. Nothing is ever good enough. Always quick to find fault in all you do and share it with anyone that will listen. They smile at your face and whisper behind your back. The only happiness they know is when others hurt or fail. They seem to thrive on it. It somehow makes them feel a little better since they hate their own life.
Dude at work has been sitting there picking his nose for a solid 10 minutes. He has harvested a booger and is rolling it in his fingers, glancing around to see if anyone is watching.
We've got a 5 dollar bet on if he is going to eat it
>i buy and cook my own meals to contribute to the collapse of the food service industry. i want everyone employed in it to go homeless and die starving. fuck around and find out, that's what you fucking get for threatening biological terrorism food tampering against people who won't subsidize your wages via tipping.
>I also find strip clubs cringe AF Same. My cousin kept asking me to go with him to one when I turned 18 and I kept telling him no. He tried to force me to go to one once by going to a strip club instead of the store when we were hanging out and I told him I would wait in the car while he went inside with his buddies. He finally gave up. I am not some puritan but I think strip clubs are way more perverse than porn in a weird way. It's a line I will never cross.