I hate people. It's been a tradition of mine for years to scare the shit out of little kids as they approach my door on Halloween, hoping to receive free candy. Not on my watch. Every year I spend hundreds of dollars on delicious treats. Gummy Bears, Tootsie Rolls, Chocolate Bars and Sugar Snacks. I even go as far as decorating my home with state of the art decorations, such as webs, spiders, witches and accessories of the sort, ghouls and ghastly ghosts, devilish gravestones and skeletons. I pride myself on my patience, so I sit and wait. As soon as the kids come to my door, I kill em'.
Anti climactic, right? That's how I feel after watching "House".
I'd rather register as a sex offender, visit a preschool and masturbate with splintering building blocks than watch another episode of that suicidal thought inducing show. Sure, Gregory is a great character, but what's an arrogant asshole surrounded with sniveling retards? It's an arrogant asshole surrounded with sniveling retards. That's how simple it is.
I'm tired of hearing people speak of this travesty as highly as they do. I won't pretend to be enthralled. I'm sure the hate will be spread on thick, as this show happens to be a very popular one, but I couldn't care less.
Fuck you.
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