a while back, some of us online people formed an unofficial group of rabblerousing compainers called pissers. every now and then i remember why we did it.
after reading liz's WTF wednesday posting, something hit me. besides having to pull my eyes back down to their proper level because i had rolled them so much while sighing meaningfully that they finally just stuck that way, it became obvious that a stew was brewing. a stew filled with piss. no, not actual piss - just pissiness. disgruntled WTF pissiness.
then something else hit me. it was almost oddly enjoyable. see, here's the thing - i like getting pissed off. i like telling people to piss off. if they don't like it, well then piss on them. pissing and moaning is also a great hobby. maybe the word piss is the new fuck. like how i love to say "fucking fuckers" when people piss me off. i feel a certain fondness for saying "piss" on its own as an expletive. (or does it count as an interjection? maybe it's both! woohoooo!) i even feel gleeful when it's just the tamer "pee!" that i often belt out when i drop stuff at work.
so piss on this. piss on that. piss piss piss. gee, being disgruntled can be soothing and productive. who else wants to be a pisser with us? wanna join? you just gotta be pissy enough.
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