Makes Ya Think

Surprise! This is a new "segment" we'll be working with 'round these parts. Called "Worst Part of My Day." Ready?

Today: Discovering that dead fish do not always float to the top of a fish bowl. This is a myth.

Awoken from a midday's nap from a tap to the shoulder.

A fellow friend asked of the whereabouts of a certain pet fish.

Had to break it to said fellow friend: Nigel passed away today.

Was originally thought to be resting on favorite rock, but was discovered dead at 3 PM this afternoon. He was a good fish, he was a kind fish.

Relinquish Your Duties, Please

What's a party without music, right? Well with what you're playing, I'd call it a complete drag. I'm getting tired of hearing the top 5 radio pop songs literally being over-played by you. Didn't I hear that guy rapping from DeGrassi like fifteen minutes ago when I was thinking I should leave this party?

Alas, you've got a scheme here: show up strategically near the end of the current song just in time to scroll to another bad choice and hit play. Unless of course you're original enough to try and get some excitement from a song that no joke just ended 10 whole minutes ago. Bravo, you're simply just lowering your chances of receiving any faith that you'll fix this situation. 

Downright Douche

There is not only one, but two cigarettes lying directly under a very conveniently placed cigarette-trashcan-stand, and I've seen worse at others. You are just a "capital-D" Douche, or can I say Asshole? I by no means care if you want to enjoy your choice cig, in fact I might encourage some of you. However throwing your trash directly in front of a trash can, is like littering on purpose, or spitting in the face of your mother earth. I mean, seriously, it's not even the lazier way out, something I personally excuse. So figure it out you oblivious douche, we're killing our planet. Dare I bring up the recent earthquake? Earth obviously hasn't been taking to business of this nature kindly.