BOOBS!!!!

Yes. Boobs. Just for you, RT, I'm going to talk about boobs.


People who yak on their cell phones while standing at the counter to order their freaking sub at Subway, and hold up their finger like "just a minute" to the girl at the counter. With fifteen people in freaking line.


People who drive 7 MPH. Unless you're in a buggy, drawn by a horse, that's just lame. (I live in Amish country. Lots of buggies... and they go faster than some of the idiots around here.)


On the flip side, people who drive 85 MPH down a residential street.


People who chew loudly in public places. *barf*


People who think their screaming children should be "enjoyed" by everyone because he or she is "so cute." Um, no. Rattlesnakes and scorpions are cute. Screaming children are not.


People who actually think their thong sticking out of their pants is attractive. Not to be repetitive, but *barf*.


The guy at Lowe's who thinks it's so cute when a "little woman" wants to buy a kick-ass drill. Yes, it's for me. No, my husband won't be allowed to touch it. Yes, you're a jerk.


People who say they'll do one thing and then wait until you're settled into complacency and then they yank the rug out from under you and leave you completely screwed and then get pissed off when you figure out a way to make things work without their sorry asses being involved at all.


Those are all the boobs I can think of for now. *grin*