Posts tagged ‘hot’

More irritating food stuff…

After all the other vile garbage (the ingredients to summon the vegan Demon of bad taste for example), I found the next questionable item to go with it. 

It is literally called “Test of courage”: 

A chocolate bar with enough Scoville to be allowed only from the age of sixteen up.

I don’t know about you, but I’d rather have my fill of tear jerking spiciness the old fashioned way:

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The final nail in the coffin…

You don’t? I do. Because they’re shit. They do nothing for you, they don’t create “awareness”, they just look idiotic. Note to the guys: Combat feminist. She’ll neuter you with those slings. Run!

But this “individual” (in quotation marks because I don’t want to imply this is a sane person) isn’t alone in her abuse of taste. 


Hottest trend? HOTTEST TREND?? I would refer you to a doctor to get that nasty fungus treated if you showed up with this crap in my vicinity! 

Note to the guys: desperate man trap, or (criminally) insane. Run!


The fidget spinner trend seems to die down finally. Anyone with this crap on their nails wouldn’t be able to use a spinner anyway, plus they would look a proper fool. Note to the guys: if a girl (abd it wouldn’t be a woman) had those nails – jail. Too young to be legal, or mentally handicapped to the point where her consent doesn’t count. Run!
Hope this had been informal and entertaining. 

Take care, A.

We’re Adults, aren’t we?

“Listening for prolonged times at high volumes, may cause ear damage!”
NO SHIT, SHERLOCK!?

My Android devices keep patronising me when I want to turn up the volume. The setting gets saved, but after a reboot, it’s back to pestering me!

We are fracking adults, I’m an adult! STOP TREATING ME LIKE A CHILD!

Your common sense dictates, you won’t cross the street without checking for traffic first. This is taught to children, we don’t need to be reminded everytime we’re about to cross a road as an adult.
It’s the same with all the rest.

There isn’t a warning on my stove telling me that touching the plates will burn me. There aren’t planes flying around on sunny days with banners “Don’t look into the sun, it may cause blindness!”

“Don’t text and drive” – this is common sense, stop reminding us.
“Coffee is hot!” – Really? I mean, REALLY???

I know that allegedly some old hag in the US sued McDonalds because she spilled hot coffee in her lap and burned herself. Instead of ruling in her favor the judge should’ve looked her in the eye and told her she can either drop the case and get away with attempted fraud, or if she doesn’t, she will get a legal guardian and put in a care facility for grown people with the mental abilities of a small child!

People who sue companies for NOT warning from obvious shit, your common sense should warn you from, they all need a guardian, and treatment in a care facility.
And to be on the safe side, for the duration of their stay, give them contraception (pill for women, stevia for men) so these cretins won’t procreate and drop babies on their heads because there wasn’t a warning…

So, again, TREAT US LIKE ADULTS! For frak’s sake…

Of lavender and roses

Sweet, thick and heavy mixture of lavender and roses.
And a hint of basswood/lime-blossom.

The perfect smell to kick off a summer night.
Admitted, it only serves as a base for other smells to play in this sticky, warm, damp air of a summer night, With crickets chirping, warm breezes, flickering stars and a fuzzy moon, and air as viscous as sap.

Every breath drawn brings on a new parade of associations for the same smell, so lavender and roses soon give way to chestnut-wood and cherries, which in turn let grass and nightly remnants of flowery smells take over, only to be replaced by lilac and strawberry blossoms.

Over and over.
Yet, it all returns to lavender and roses, with a side note of moist earth and a hint basswood blossoms.

As the city slowly falls aslumber under a layer of moist, and a thin crust of salt, the refreshing taste of lavender and roses an basswood-blossoms lingers in the evening breeze. It waves good by late in the following morning. As it greets us, welcomes us home, lulls us to sleep and – significantly cooler than the eve before – wishes us a good morning.

Summer is finally here, announced by lavender and roses, on moist earth and a hint of basswood.
Breathe!
Breathe it in, how ever hard it may be to breathe sap, breathe and let the mesmerizing smell entrance you.
Breathe. As am I.

With every note of the flowery, sweet and thick, voluptuous smell in the heavy, hot air of a summer eve comes a million nascent dreams poured out, dripping alongside you like rain…summer nights…

Enjoy, what ever it is that you may be doing, for the end of summer lingers ever since spring began, and the stirring smell of autumn is hidden beneath the voluminous smell that enchantes my senses into thinking.

Breathe…