Shit I Don’t Dig
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- Negativity.
- My lazy side.
- My eyebrows.
- My feet.
- My cooking.
- My sometimes selfish tendencies.
- Acne.
- ABC gum.
- Cheap beer.
- Two people who go right on talking when yer interrupting.
- People who lack originality.
- Emo kids.
- How much publicity this “Jersey Shore” shit is getting.
- Forgetting to put on deodorant.
- Big moles on people’s faces.
- Paying for music.
- Awkward moments.
- Throwing up.
- How I always manage to spill shit on my white shirts.
- Falling short of expectations.
- Jealousy.
- Blowing my nose and having my ears plug.
- Losing inspiration.
- Writer’s block.
- Mouth breathers.
- Port-a-potties.
- Automatic flushing toilets.
- Censorship in songs.
- Gays who claim they were born gay.
- Guys who have no ass and wear skinny jeans despite the fact.
- The obesity statistics of America.
- Insomnia.
- Mornings.
- Exponents.
- Sucking at pickleball.
- Putting food directly on the counter with nothing underneath it.
- People who hate their parents just for the sake of hating their parents.
- Creepy/stink-ass bus people.
- Crying babies.
- Incorrect clocks.
- Allergies.
- Assembling fake Christmas trees.
- No hot water.
- Pushy sales people.
- Getting an anonymous text message from someone who plays the “guess who this is” game.
- Boring texters.
- Stray hairs everywhere.
- Neverending hiccups.
- Losing my chapsticks.
- Chapped lips and dry skin.
- Animal cruelty.
- Not being able to dunk.
- Seeing a friend cry.
- Neck tattoos.
- Falling asleep in the hot tub.
- Babies having babies.
- Leggings as pants.
- Old man cologne.
- Uncreative Halloween costumes.
- Family fights that break out at holiday gatherings.
- Never feeling full.
- Eating dinner late.
- Luke warm hot chocolate.
- Sunburns.
- Dead zones.
- Wearing too much makeup.
- People who think it’s fun to push on yer bruises.
- Screamo and country music.
- Spiders.
- Pretty much any insect.
- Drunk drivers.
- Fat people who have frontal ass.
- Hair in the drain.
- English accents.
- The sound and feeling of nails on a chalkboard.
- How much I procrastinate.
- Feeling the pain of the world.
- Being broke.
- Not being a billionaire yet.
- The economy.
- Politics.
- Religion.
- Cherry flavored anything.
- Being unable to sneeze.
- Having to lie about what I’m doing.
- When I forget a good idea before I can write it down.
- Electrical outlets.
- Bad spelling.
- Store-brand toilet paper.
- Stepping barefoot in something wet in the dark.
- Being let down.
- Broken promises.
- People who refuse to try new things.
- When I cry for a good long while and end up with that blotchy forehead look.
- When the person I’m venting to goes and tells everybody and their mom what I said.
- When my feet are cold and I stub my toe.
- Smelling bad and smelling other people who smell bad.
- When McDonald’s forgets the fries I ordered and I realize it like 10 miles later.
- Price tags that leave that sticky residue behind.
- The amount of time I just spent dwelling on the negative.
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