birds + pigs + blocks + sling shot = OH MY GOD, I’M GOING TO HAVE AN ANEURYSM.

& you smug little shit pigs when I don’t hit you.  That eat-shit grin with the “meh” sound that sends current of hatred through my body & I’m like “I FUCKING HATE YOU” & 10 seconds from throwing the iPod across the room.

I’ll get you next time, little soul-suckers.

& by “next time,” I MEAN RIGHT EFFING NOW.