Ya ever had something that just grinds your gears? Welp, here's your chance to rant about it. Except with a twist. You have to end your rant with "And don't even get me started on _____". The person who posts next has to rant about whatever was posted in the blank. Feel free to make it as humorous or serious as you want!
I'll get us started.
Ya know what gets on my nerves? Bugs. Why oh why do bugs have to exist? Better yet, why do they have to exist around me? I could be just minding my own business and here comes something creepy crawly coming to ruin my day. Ugh, I wish bugs had a sense that said: "Oh, Vulpes is nearby, let's leave the area." And don't even get me started on school...
I'll get us started.
Ya know what gets on my nerves? Bugs. Why oh why do bugs have to exist? Better yet, why do they have to exist around me? I could be just minding my own business and here comes something creepy crawly coming to ruin my day. Ugh, I wish bugs had a sense that said: "Oh, Vulpes is nearby, let's leave the area." And don't even get me started on school...
You know what gets on my nerves? School. Why is school so DUMB. So many pointless subjects wasting my precious time. When am I ever going to need to know the area under a curve, or Shakespeare works in the 'real world'? When will I need to know the formula for salt, or how to cut up frogs? And don't even get me started on cats.
You know what gets on my nerves? Cats. They literally think they own your house, they shed all over everything and they expect you to clean up after them when they bring in dead animals. I mean, come ON! Don't I already have enough on my hands? And don't even get me started on chores.
Ugh, chores. They're the heccing worst when you just want to come home and sleep. But noooo, I have to wash dishes. Fight me, Mom and Dad. And don't even get me started on murder.
Don't you hate it when you're just minding your own business, and then someone comes up to you and murders you? Like, come on. Was that really necessary? You could've murdered ANYONE ELSE, but NOOO, it had to be me. The worst part is when you're just about to beat the final boss in a game, but then it happens. Murdered again. It's BS. And don't even get me started on pudding cups.
Pudding cups. Do you know how annoying it is to watch little kids eat those things, faces smeared with chocolate or whatever strange flavors they have- I mean seriously, apple pie a la mode?! Does anyone even know what that is? And there's even an ice cream sandwich flavor- if you want to eat something that tastes like an ice cream sandwich, eat an ice cream sandwich! Pudding cups make no sense! And don't even get me started on homeschooling...
Ugh, homeschooling is the worst! Your parents think they know better than some fancy-pants teacher who spent their entire lives learning how to teach snot-nosed kids like yourselves the things you need to know to get ahead in the world, all so they can save a buck and make up their own curriculum! Not to mention control who you get to make friends with! I tell ya, it ain't right--it's a conspiracy!
And don't get me started on most conspiracy theorists!
And don't get me started on most conspiracy theorists!
Why do conspiracy theorists exist? All they do is stir up conflict and be wrong! WHY DO THEY ALWAYS FLOCK TO HATE? And don't even get me started on cute bunnies... (I'm a theorist myself so... PAYBACK!)
Cute bunnies! My god, they just exist to distract me from the important things in life! Do you know how much time a person can waste fawning over the adorable little time-devourers? They're such greedy little attention magnets! And don't even get me starting on the life-destroyer that is procrastination...
Ugh, why is procrastination even allowed to exist?! We should all have fires lit under our butts to do the things thjat need doing, make the world a little busier and productive, instead of loafing about competing to be the next king of couch potatoes!
And don't get me started on padded chairs...
And don't get me started on padded chairs...
You know what gets on my nerves? Padded chairs! They're so comfortable, and you ease your back into them, and suddenly... you're asleep! At work! And someone is on the phone saying "Miss? Helloooo? Misssss? I'm trying to put in a prior authorization for this patients Botox injection and you keep asking me repeat myself...can you get somebody else who can stay awake?" And then you go to the break room and they have rock hard chairs, and you're like...why is this so backwards? Dhdhttuf! Padded chairs!" And don't even get me started on humans!
Humans! HUMANS! All they do is eat, sleep, drink, cause problems, and make the next set of annoyances! And don't even get me started on making a character...
Ugh...I could show you the bruises and scars I've gotten from characters fighting me, not wanting to be made, to be fleshed out, their bare skeletons trying to strangle me until I wrestle them into submission and write that last word to seal them like a sorcerer's sigil finishing the ward, a bright light signaling their locking into place!
And don't get me started on pens...
And don't get me started on pens...
Ugh, pens. The lovely, smooth, writing utensils. Yet so, so annoying. The clickers, always the clicking. What is the obsession? It's so distracting, and so not amusing. Don't you just love it when you know the pen is full of ink; you've checked it yourself, and that damn thing just won't write? Wouldn't it just be easier to go back to the olden days where people used quills and ink viles? So much more appealing.
And don't even get me started on stereotypes.
And don't even get me started on stereotypes.
Ugh, Stereotypes. Why do they even come into our thoughts? They just ruin us all and make us judge. They are the reason we have war.
And don't even get me started on puppies.
And don't even get me started on puppies.
Puppies? Ugh, I hate puppies. They're so adorable it's distracting. Then on top of that, they poop and pee everywhere, and look up at you with those tiny little remorseful eyes and their little tongues out like they didn't just ruin your carpet. Little poop machines! And don't even get me started on existing...
Grrrr, existing...don't they say it's a lie?! I wish! It's so much bother, you gotta work, eat, drink, go to the bathroom, and sleep...all just so you can do it again the next day, week, month, year. And then your body starts failing in the most embarrassing ways!
And don't get me started on cars...
And don't get me started on cars...
Cars... THEY FUDGING MAKE NOISE, KILL PEOPLE, HURT PEOPLE, BORE PEOPLE... why do they exist again?
And don't get me started on bacon...
And don't get me started on bacon...
BACON!!!! Why does it have to be so noisy while it cooks? Why can't it cook like a normal food and shush with the sizzling until it's ready to eat?! Sooooooo distracting!
And don't get me started on silverware!
And don't get me started on silverware!
Silverware ... more precisely, dirty silverware. Ya go into a cafe and you sit and the silverware looks like it was barely rinsed off from the last time, and when you mention it to the waitress she wipes it on her shirt and gives it back...
... and don't get me started on laundry...
... and don't get me started on laundry...
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