Anyone who hates Dogs and Children...has been on FARCEBOOK

All it takes is a day or two of FARCEBOOK posts from ASSHOLES who love their BRATS and DOGS, and you'll be a raving misanthrope.

You will also DEFRIEND any fuckhead who "LIKES" a post, thereby forcing YOU to see it, too.

To me, THIS is the kind of shit you should be able to red flag along with spam ads for sunglasses, and rude pix of dizzy blondes shaving their twats.

AWWW! OOOH! Coooo-weee! Coooooooooo-wee, diddums!

This jerk had to post a fucking movie file so we could see his spawn TODDLING, looking oh-so-retarded-adorable. She made a birthday card for Daddy. NOT IMPORTANT TO ME.

I somehow doubt even this moron's friends really care HOW he woke up this morning. Those who know him in the "real" world probably are sick of his brat, who spends most of her time NOT being cute at all, but a brawling, squalling pest.

Jerks who have to show you pix of their brats, or of what they're eating, or the cake that just arrived, or what they unwrapped from an Amazon package, are a MINOR nuisance compared to wimpy dickwads who INSIST on telling you what to do.

Like, GO SIGN A PETITION. GO DONATE MONEY.

Aren't we ALL sick of "sad dog" poses? I am. Go take your fucking dog over to Korea and turn it into a hot dog. FUCK YOU. FUCK YOUR DOG.

It's been a while since I've written this, but I just want the world to know I have not changed my view on this at all:

I HATE DOGS. 90% OF ALL DOGS ARE JUST YAPPY SHIT MACHINES.

I HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE DOG OWNERS. 90% ARE NEUROTIC JERKS WHO DON'T CONTROL THEIR YAPPY SHIT MACHINES AND HAPPILY LET THESE BEASTS BARK ALL DAY (IF THEY ARE OUT, OF COURSE) AND SHIT ALL OVER THE PLACE (IT'S TOO MUCH EFFORT TO PICK UP AFTER THEM).

As with Muslims (uh-oh, intolerance alert), 90% LESS DOGS ON THE PLANET would be a GOOD idea. They are simply too insane, smelly, loud and obnoxious to be overpopulating.

What else.

I digress: a few months ago, Bill Maher had a lively debate with a bleeding-heart Liberal who insisted we should LOVE Muslims, and understand that "only a few" are violent.

Maher fired back that the "only a few" have killed thousands of people, terrorized the world, and are growing in number every day.

The cunt arguing with him said, "You have to accept that there are over a BILLION MUSLIMS on the planet. It's impossible not to interact with them. Most are nice. It's estimated that in Turkey, for example, only 10% or 15% support Isis."

To which Maher logically replied, "That's how many MILLION?" When you consider the damage a pair of crappy brothers did to the Boston Marathon, when you consider how easily three or four "radicalized" Muzzies can murder hundreds and do millions of dollars in physical damage to an airport or a nightclub or a building, how the FUCK can you shrug and preach brotherhood? Your answer is you can't beat 'em so try to make 'em feel at home? They don't WANT that. They want YOU to become a Muslim or DIE.

When you can't tell when the spawn of "nice" Muslims will become Jihadi John or Beheading George or Rapist Paul, it makes sense to simply say, "No thanks...we don't WANT you in our country."

Finishing up the FARCEBOOK rant...

What's with disgusting FARCEBOOK idiots who "friend" their relatives? These shits can't just pick up a phone and call 'em? E-mail 'em? They have to hold public conversations about their fucking birthdays, and where to meet for lunch, and how much they're rooting for the same stupid baseball team?

I see some friend's "friends" who have the same last name, and it makes me want to re-think my friendship. It also makes me wonder if there's incest going on.

I see the people with the same last name, and it looks like an inbred incestuous collection of autistic bedwetters.

Since many of these losers are in a fantasy of still being young, they often post a vintage photo pretending it's recent.

Is this Bill Hoobastank's son? An early photo of his brother? Maybe just a jerk with the same last name he decided to friend?

People who've told me how much "fun" and how "useful" TWATTER and FARCEBOOK are...are NUTS. About the only use is that it's a great teacher of restraint. Maturity is resisting the natural kneejerk reaction of saying, "I don't CARE about your brat" and "Don't tell ME what petition to sign or who to give my money to" or "Why don't you take a suicide pill suppository?"