People that block the aisles in stores. Move your damned cart over to the side if you're browsing, or talking with someone. I have a truck horn sound effect downloaded to my phone that I use to get these peoples' attention.

Religion is like a penis. It's ok to have one, and to even be proud of it. But you shouldn't be pulling it out in public and trying to shove it down peoples' throats.

Bandwagon fans. I'm not talking about fans who have been with their team through the bad times. I'm talking about that guy who was sporting the Ray Lewis jersey last year, but sports the Sherman jersey this year. You know that guy.

The friggin' vegetarian that comes to your barbeque and asks if you have any vegan choices. No. I don't. If you bring your own tofu burger patties with you, I'll gladly warm 'em up for you, though. Otherwise, you can put some of the tomato and lettuce on a bun.

Lifelong welfare cases. I'm not talking about people who legitimately need some help. Some people need welfare for a little while until they can get back on their feet. I get that. But people who are able to work but just pump out kids and sit on their asses while those of us who work pay their way through life just piss me off. Like this bitch.

......and the crew of dirtbag "baby daddies".

People who abuse the drive thru. This thing was invented as a quick way to get your food and go. If you don't know what the fuck you want and plan on browsing the menu for 5 minutes, take your ass inside! If you're ordering for a mini van full of 12 people, take your ass inside!

Asshole parkers. I can see if it's your Lamborghini, or Ferrari. But your beat up '73 Vega is getting another key mark if you do this.......although you'll never notice.

People who get a dog and make it live it's whole life on a chain. Fuck you people.

The entitled bunch of punks we're raising today.

The loud cell phone talkers. I especially hate that guy who's alone, in the booth next to you, in a restaurant who wants the entire place to hear what an important person he is.

The PC pansies.

Gang bangers in Raiders gear. You retards couldn't even tell me who your starting quarterback is.

I'm no environmental Nazi, but quit making our neighborhoods and highways look like shit. Throw your crap in a garbage can.

My socks are clean. My feet don't stink. But I wiped my shoes really well, and if that isn't good enough for you then I won't be going into your house of pretentiousness.

We all work with this douche bag.

This is the dumbest thing ever. Isn't it just Saturday Night Football?

This mother fucker.