Facts.

Facts.

Look. I’ve been meaning to get this off my chest.
A while back I talked about how I love everything Nicki Menaj does…
While I still enjoy mouthing the words, “RAH, RAH, LIKE A DUNGEON DRAGON” as I plug away at a steady 3.8 on the treadmill..
I must admit that I’d never actually heard her speak before writing that little piece.
I happened to catch an episode of American Idol a couple
Turns out, I can barely look at her, and listening to what she has to say makes me want to core my ear canal with a melon baller.
She’s the worst.
She makes me like Mariah Carey.
There. I said it.

Things I don’t hate:
Lana Del Rey.
Pumpkin spice cookies.
Bizarre Foods America with Andrew Zimmern.
Girls (the show, and the species)
Drake lyrics. Particularly: “I wear all of my chains even when I’m in the house.”
Farms and dairies.
Wine reduction sauces.
Plush carpeting.
Springtime.
Huey Lewis and the News.
This guy.
babychinchilla
Janet Jackson’s janet. album.
Old episodes of Martin.
Whale vomit.
Pink leather jackets.
Salt and pepper gray.
Eating babies. (suckling pig, kid, lamb, etc.)
Pretending to eat person babies.
Underwater toads that be birthin’ they babies from they backs. SURINAM.
New office supplies.
Spanish moss.
Murmurations.
Marmosets.

Things I don’t enjoy as much:
Any internet comments sections.
Saliva independent of the human body.
People that talk more than they listen.
Broken promises.