What pissed you off today? Mark II

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Donald Trump's campaign staff not creating or running a single campaign ad.

He may not have the money. Trump's career has been built on talking up his wealth and menacing anybody who dares to suggest he might not be as rich as he's making out. That works well for getting headlines, but not so well when you're passing around the hat for donations, and a good chunk of the Republican system has decided to sit this one out so his funding from that side will be limited. A good chunk of what funding he does get has been spent on buying stuff from various Trump companies...

I'm sure we'll see a bit more from him after the conventions - if he has any kind of advisers they'll probably be telling him to leave the spotlight on Democrat divisions as long as possible - but Hillary will be massively outspending him unless he's willing to kick in a lot of his own money, and I'm not sure that will happen.
 
Whiny little dicked Trump supporters who cried to mommy and forum administrators - not this one - when they were confronted with the truth about his Cheeto Jebus!
 
The video of the 3 pillocks on the Manchester tram shouting racist abuse :mad:

That was shaming enough, but no one stood up to them...come on Manchester, we're better than that.
 
Shoulder problem has an initial diagnosis of arthritis and bone spurs.

FUCK
MY
POLISH
ANCESTORS
 
The d-bag who didn't want to wait his turn in line while merging. Yeah buddy it's one at a time fuckwad!
 
come on Manchester, we're better than that.

Best part of Manchester performed on "Sullivan" same night as Beatles, & died last Leap Day.

Told often-overly-helpful relative I was out of things to drink after the same person told me to go ahead & eat/drink all I had, & they ignored it.
 
Just found out that my father was yelling at cursing at my older boys during my youngest's birthday party.
It's sort of a great feeling when your 10 year old looks at you and says, "Mom, I hate grandpa."
Me too my boy, me too.
 
I stepped in a pool of cat vomit. Cleaned it and myself up. Found another pool of cat vomit over my laptop and on the couch. And of course it was on the L shaped part of the couch, not the squares where the cover is easy to remove and put back.

Fuck you cat, fuck you.

#notmycat
 
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Everything!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

That's no good!!

I stepped in a pool of cat vomit. Cleaned it and myself up. Found another pool of cat vomit over my laptop and on the couch. And of course it was on the L shaped part of the couch, not the squares where the cover is easy to remove and put back.

Fuck you cat, fuck you.

:eek::eek::cattail::mad::mad:

Just saw your edit - not your cat? Even more --->:mad::mad:
 
That's no good!!



:eek::eek::cattail::mad::mad:

Just saw your edit - not your cat? Even more --->:mad::mad:

We live together, but she's very much not my cat.

I get to pet her occasionally, but that's it. The only person in the whole world she actually likes is J.
 
Just found out that my father was yelling at cursing at my older boys during my youngest's birthday party.
It's sort of a great feeling when your 10 year old looks at you and says, "Mom, I hate grandpa."
Me too my boy, me too.

*hugs* My sweet NO.

I remember this. Dad crap. Leaving my parents' house in a state as my crazy ass Dad poked and poked at my buttons, kids in the car, blasting music trying to drown out the fucking rage.

Then about 5 years ago, he started his usual crap. My youngest kid looked him dead in the eye and said "Stop. Just stop. That's my mother."

:heart:
 
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*hugs* My sweet NO.

I remember this. Dad crap. Leaving my parents' house in a state as my crazy ass Dad poked and poked at my buttons, kids in the car, blasting music trying to drown out the fucking rage.

Then about 5 years ago, he started his usual crap. My youngest kid looked him dead in the eye and said "Stop. Just stop. That's my mother."

:heart:

I won't have these issues, my sperm donor doesn't talk to me anymore since he disowned me. My step father is an amazing grandfather to my children and treats me well.
 
I won't have these issues, my sperm donor doesn't talk to me anymore since he disowned me. My step father is an amazing grandfather to my children and treats me well.

Ugh. Boooo, Sperm Donor.

Yay, strong/gentle men stepping in as dads and grandfathers and walking the walk! :rose:
 
*hugs* My sweet NO.

I remember this. Dad crap. Leaving my parents' house in a state as my crazy ass Dad poked and poked at my buttons, kids in the car, blasting music trying to drown out the fucking rage.

Then about 5 years ago, he started his usual crap. My youngest kid looked him dead in the eye and said "Stop. Just stop. That's my mother."

:heart:

*thinks*
I bet that was amazing. Love that boy.
 
*hugs* My sweet NO.

I remember this. Dad crap. Leaving my parents' house in a state as my crazy ass Dad poked and poked at my buttons, kids in the car, blasting music trying to drown out the fucking rage.

Then about 5 years ago, he started his usual crap. My youngest kid looked him dead in the eye and said "Stop. Just stop. That's my mother."

:heart:

My dad was a big guy, handy with his fists and with an hair trigger temper. We all got on the receiving end regularly (when I was 7, the neighbour came in to pull him off me because he had me in a corner, punching me). When my sister was 14, he decided to take an evil mood out on her by taking her to the hairdresser and having her waist length hair cut off. She came back with a crew cut, in hysterics. It takes a particular kind of person to do that to your own child.

He left me alone from when I was 17 when I threatened to phone the police because he was attacking my mum. That would have been so embarrassing for him, with him being a policeman as well....

He died a few weeks before my first child was born - ironically, it was his own temper that set off the chain of events that killed him.

My other female friends from childhood always had such great relationships with their dads - I was always envious of that. And I'm sorry to read about others with bad experiences too.

I am really off men today....*shuts up until mardybum mood lifts*
 
My dad was a big guy, handy with his fists and with an hair trigger temper. We all got on the receiving end regularly (when I was 7, the neighbour came in to pull him off me because he had me in a corner, punching me). When my sister was 14, he decided to take an evil mood out on her by taking her to the hairdresser and having her waist length hair cut off. She came back with a crew cut, in hysterics. It takes a particular kind of person to do that to your own child.

He left me alone from when I was 17 when I threatened to phone the police because he was attacking my mum. That would have been so embarrassing for him, with him being a policeman as well....

He died a few weeks before my first child was born - ironically, it was his own temper that set off the chain of events that killed him.

My other female friends from childhood always had such great relationships with their dads - I was always envious of that. And I'm sorry to read about others with bad experiences too.

I am really off men today....*shuts up until mardybum mood lifts*

Fuck. I'm sorry, Lally. :heart:
 
My father cut my hair once too, but I did bring it on myself by getting stuff stuck in my hair, ( that could have been removed). your sister's plight made me shudder with remembering. I was younger though, much younger ( which I think made it much easier, you just accept it)

Part of the modern languages curriculum at our high school involved being given pen friends to write to. It was part of the course and monitored by teachers. My sister was being punished for having received a letter from a French boy, which was obviously not her choice. Unbelievable, isn't it.

Sorry to drag the mood down :eek:

The upside is that my husband's relationship with my daughter is wonderful, and a joy to behold. His own father was a gentleman and gentle man - completely different to mine.

The thing is to make sure the mistakes aren't repeated - to learn what NOT to do (as far as is humanly possible) and to break the pattern to create something newer and better.
 
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