Someone recently asked me if a man of such considerable grossness such as myself finds anything gross any more. The answer is yes, yes I do. Here are ten:
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10. Boob veins. When good things go bad. Boob veins are a real eyesore. In real estate it would be like a perfect home, except for the trashy neighbor who parks his winnebago on the front lawn and sits on the front porch in his undies drinking Natty Ice.
9. Celebrity vaginas. A constant disappointment, they’re never what you thought they would be. Thanks Britney, but I’ll pass this time.
8. Warm toilet seats. Yea, I know the toilets not a virgin, I just don’t need the reminder.
7. Bush. I’m not talking politics or rural Africa.
6. Gingers. “(People) with red hair, light skin, and freckles. We’ve all seen them. On the playground, at the store, walking on the streets. They creep us out, and make us sick to our stomachs. I’m talking, of course, about Ginger kids.”
5. New York/New Jersey. Home of spray on tans, yankee fans, and a god awful accent.
4. Women who act like men. I don’t wanna hear about your swass, and stop doing so many god damned squats and shoulder presses. I want you to fellate me, not lift me up over your head.
3. Liquid diets. If you wanna lose weight via diarrhea go to Mexico and get a tan while you’re at it.
2. Body hair. Ironic? Yes. Hypocritical? No. As you’ll see with #1, I’m very self loathing.
1. Myself. It’s been covered at length, I’ll just leave it at I’m gross
general pope.
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