Lame. WARNING: OBSCENE LANGUAGE
WARNING: DO NOT READ IF UNABLE TO COMPREHEND BAD WORDS. NOT FOR HAPPY PEOPLE.
I’ve been wanting to see Shredderman Rules for a long time. Finally, I catch it when it’s starting! Ten minutes in, my sister starts to complain. “It’s boring!” Well, shut the hell up. This is what I chose to watch. You’re already done with your cake, so go somewhere else. You have a TV in your room. I don’t. My dad says, “just change it.” my sister whines, “I can’t! she has the remote!” dad points out, “the remote’s on the table.” I have to snatch it before my sister can. Then the complaints don’t stop. “It’s boring, it’s boring, it’s boring!” SHUT UP. NO ONE WANTS TO HEAR YOU BITCH ABOUT THIS. As soon as I ask why I should change the channel, my sister says, “It’s the family room.” What logic? How can I compete? Well, asshole, I have the remote, so we watch what I watch. My dad says that it doesn’t matter who has the remote. Uh, yeah it does! Then, when I defend my position, every one jumps in to say “It’s boring! Change it!” I told mom that you watch shitty crap like HGTV all the time and thatis fucking boring, not Shredderman Rules. Her response? “Well, I’m an adult. you’re not.” NO SHIT. WHERE’D YA GET THAT FROM? WHAT’RE YOU, SOME SORTA GENIUS HERE? So I told them, nothing interesting is on. And really, nothing is. They make me browse. Scrubs and Engineering the Impossible caught my sister’s eye. Okay, we can watch whatever shit she wants, but we can’t watch whatever shit I want to? That is fucked up. So I had to leave. Now I’m here, ranting and using whatever language comes to mind to express the extreme frustration I feel right now. Bastards.
