Sunday, May 24, 2009

Italians.

Damn dagos, with their oily hair.

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Snow in May, albeit inevitable.

The smell of curried food.

8am starts for anything.

The price of alcohol.

Pompous assholes.

Relish.

When people speak other languages, but i guess thats more of a dislike, its not their fault.