I Disapprove of: THE LYSOL NO-TOUCH HAND SOAP DESPENCER

This is not only a waste of money, time, effort, batteries and technology... its completely pointless.
The product is advertised as a method to avoid germ covered soap pumps in kitchens, bathroom, whatever, so they created an at home soap pump with a fucking motion sensor... has anyone else thought about the fact that your touching a soap pump with soiled hands in the first place? and your only touching that soap pump before washing your hands and never after?! ...your scared of getting germs on your hands when your literally about to wash them with anti-bacterial soap that's going to kill everything that could be of any hard on your skin.... If your thought process is so stunted and simple that you saw this advertised and actually went out and bought it.... then I hope die due to E.coli poisoning... you fucking paranoid, consumer-whore, shit rat.
filthy, filthy love and kisses.

BITCHES WHO THANK THEY'LL ALL BETTER THAN ME AND STUFFFFF.

I WILL CUT YOU UP.









... yes.... I am drunk.

I Disapprove of: WEARING PAJAMA PANTS IN PUBLIC

All I have to say to the people that do this is REALLY? are you really THAT lazy? If you responded with "yes", "its just really comfy" ,etc.... then I hope you drop dead. Absolutely unacceptable. DISAPPROVE.

I Disapprove of: CASUAL MORONS

I don't mean to sound like a pretentious twank-hole, but I do.
I find nothing more insulting to what I do as a passion and hopefully a career than when I'm casually talking to someone and the topic of art comes up. First of all, going to art college, I talk about art enough, but what's even worse is when it's some moron who knows dick-all about what their talking about and still tries to fool me into thinking their knowledgeable in something I've spent most of my life studying. REALLY DUDE? Your really going to try to pull that on me? I call shenanigans, everyone run home and get your brooms! But, really what the fuck do you think you're going to accomplish? What's even worse is the generic answer "Oh, I love Andy Warhol, so creative, don't you love Andy Warhol?" ....No. No I don't. Warhol is the dumb-ass "art enthusiasts" go to guy.
"So, what exactly do you like in terms of art?"
"oh, um, Andy Warhol."
"Wow, you know, instead of talking to a complete moron like yourself, I could be at home doing something far more productive, like fucking myself. bye."

P.S.- Couldn't find a image that related to this... sooo... here are vulgar ant-eaters in sweaters.

I Disaprove of: CHILD BEAUTY PAGENTS

Semen stained death in the basement.... that is all.

I Disapprove of: BREAST FEEDING IN PUBLIC

first of all, I don't like most babies or children, second of all, I'm not a huge fan of other peoples tits.

sooo when I'm in a coffee shop drinking a dairy based beverage of some kind, the last thing I want to see is feeding time at the public drinking fountain your call your breasts. barferiffic.

I Disapprove of: FISH

This suddenly occurred to me the other day, I HATE FISH IN ALL FORMS. yes, I am anti-fish... is that so wrong? I love to swim, but when I think about the possibility of one of these slimy son'ova'whore's brushing up the side of my leg, or gumming at me with their creeping flat. gaping mouthy things, it sends chills down my spine.
I don't like aquariums either, all those creepy sucky, puffy, wriggly, creepy bastards swimming around, having no idea where they are or what they're doing... just being slimy and creepy....ew. I really don't see the appeal in keeping these animals as pets, you can't touch them, you can't play with them, their boring and require waaaay more work than reward... if there is any kind of reward.
I hate fish.
Maybe this is why Ive always avoided the fish market area of the grocery store, because the thought of putting one of those things in my mouth triggers my gag reflex, needless to say you'll probably never find me in a Red Lobster.... not to mention the smell.... there is NOTHING worse than walking past a sushi restaurant on garbage night, I would rather smell armpits.
so in closing, I hate fish, as for all of you sea food lovers, I don't understand you at all... and never will... ever.


kissy, kissy, licky, licky, sucky, sucky, love you long time.
-Charlotte

I Disapprove of: ED HARDY

Since the new season of MTV's The Jersey Shore has started I figured another guido related disapproval was in order.
this time I'm targeting Don ED Hardy clothing, jewelry, fragrance, sunglasses, hats, shoes... everything?
first of all, thank you Christian Audigier for taking the name and flash design of a well known, tallented old school/ traditional tattoo artist and tarnishing it beyond belief by foiling it onto a
stupid muscle shirt. I'm sure that the tattoo community, especially those who don't specialize in fake tribal design, really appreciate what you've done for the industry(sarcasm).

second of all, thank you Adam Saaks, as if the clothing wasn't already trashy enough you took it to a whole new level but cutting it up to look as though the sluts wearing this shit just escaped some kind of bar skank turf war, weapon of choice being fake nails of course.

I really can't wrap my mind around people that wear this shit and expect to be taken seriously, especially the men. If I see a woman walking around with a pink, foiled, studded, cut up ed hardy
piece of bullshit on I just figure she's been blowing dogs for quarters... but when I see a beefcake/juice head dude wearing the same thing.... I can't decide if he is into men or women or if he's blind and his younger sister decided to play a cruel joke on him, then I realize he's eyebrows are waxed, he's hair is blown out and that he has a MANicure. at that point I just tell him to say hello to his mutha for me, in a Mark Walberg accent.

I Disapprove of: WAITING IN LINE

Not too long ago a friend turned to me and said "I think that I shouldn't have to wait in line, there should be a VIP entrance for me and my friends only". As selfish as it sounds... I agree. For the safety of the rest of the people in line, I should be moved ahead. I hate waiting in lines so much I get an overwhelming urge to just rip off the heads of the people in front of me. Scalp some bitches. I don't what it is, or if its normal or at all healthy but its how I get. I can't go to amusement parks, zoos, food stands, the DMV, clubs, anything that requires me to stand behind someone else and stare at the back of their head. It makes me ape shit-crazy. Even thinking about it is pissing me off.
Please don't ever stand in front of me, unless you want a stiletto in your ass.

I Disapprove of: CLOTHES THAT DONT FIT

This is directed at men,
stop wearing clothes that are too big for you. your not a rapper(recently rappers have also been wearing pants that fit, take a hint)... it doesn't look good at all, it just looks like you only have one outfit and you've smoked too much crack for your own good.
buy a belt.
buy pants that fit.
stop wearing t-shirts that cover your ass, that's your pants job... not that your pants are doing their job anyway,
no one thinks it looks good... no one.

I Disapprove of: ANIME CONVENTION PEOPLE

are you between the ages of 20 and 45 and still a virgin?
are you into Japanese animation (anime)?
do you go to the conventions and dress up like your favorite anime character?
do you roll play even though your way to old to be playing dress up?
do you spend copious amounts of money traveling to conventions and on your convention costume?
yes?
please, just drop dead.
Not only is it really fucking pathetic that your life sucks so much that you have to escape to a ridiculous un-reality, but the fact that out of everything you could have escaped into (heroin, child porn, foot fetishes) you had to choose the crappiest, lamest, nonsensical world of anime...
I hate you.

I Disapprove of: CHICKENS

I once volunteered at a farm where one of my jobs was to collect chicken eggs. It was one of the weirdest things I had ever seen. I was collecting eggs from the upstairs chicken coop, where they keep the ugly chickens with no feathers so the visitors don't see them, and I noticed one had died in the corner. Then, as I gazed at this dead bird, another chicken crawls on top of it, bows its head, as if it was mourning the loss of its chicken lover and laid an egg directly on top of the dead chicken. I never collected or touched that eggs, I felt like would have been some weird karma/voodoo shit and with the bad luck I already have, I don't really need any kind of chicken curse.
So yeah, I disapprove of chickens... and most poultry, for no real reason, they just freak me out.

I Disapprove of: DUCKFACE

This is sort of a follow up on the bar skanks post.
Anyway, all I have to say is, this face doesn't make you look cute... it makes your face look like a giant asshole... knock it off.
I'm sorry your lips are thin, your cheek bones are undefined and your skin is starting to sag from UV ray abuse. Although duckface seems to help some of these skank-ass symptoms... it makes you look like more of a hag than you already were.

I Disapprove of: BAR SKANKS

step one: cover entire body including face in stripey fake tanner thats waaaaaaay to dark for you.
step two: put on the cheapest, glittery, silky low cut and way too short dress on... because all of us totally want to see your cellulite and the bottom half of your ass.
step three: put on shoes you dont know how to walk in.
step five: use magic marker as eyeliner and apply way to much bronzer.
step six: meet up with your fellow bar bitch.
step seven: have greasy men buy you way too many martinis, cosmos, etc.
step eight: (and this is the best one) may include but is not limited to: start fights with your friends, as well as people you don't know and have never spoken to, vomit in the lap of your greasy drink provider, suck a dick in a public bathroom stall, expose yourself in public, yell about how hot you are and then start crying about how fat and ugly you are, dance like your in a club when your in a pub, dance like you know what your doing even though you can barely stand up, slap a bitch, pass out and wake up in a strangers bed with a used condom stuck to your thigh... hopefully, if not, enjoy herpes.

and this ladies and gentlemen, is why I disapprove.

I Disapprove of: CLOWNS

Once while visiting Mexico and friend and I were shopping around the Tuesday market and were suddenly assaulted by a clown with a blow up, squeaky baseball bat... literally, he kept hitting us with it and laughing. My friend, being scared shitless of these little fuckers freaked out, jumping on my back, knocking us into a booth full of clown figurines.... THIS IS A TRUE STORY.
therefore, clowns? I disapprove.
p.s. The picture is of John Wayne Gacy.

I Disapprove of: BIG OIL

BP should use the oil they've gushed into our oceans as an anal lubricant so we can do to them what they've done to our planet... other big oil companies should suffer for doing absolutely nothing to help the spill, only to see BP suffer financially. FUCK.

I Disapprove of: THE iPAD

I'm not paying $800 for a big iPhone. Therefore, I disapprove.

I Disapprove of: HAREM PANTS

Also known as hammer pants, a throw back to MC Hammer and how truly crappy 90's hip hop fashion was, but I rather not get bitter about the 90's, since that was my childhood.
instead, here are a few reasons why I hate hammer/harem pants:

1. you look like you've shit yourself. If you ask me looking like you've got a load in your pants isn't a very good fashion statement.

2. they don't look like they could be in anyway comfortable.

3. if I were to put a pair of these on it would be really hard to motivate myself to put on a pair of heals and a blouse instead of a dirty t-shirt and some slippers.

4. they just dont look good at all... ever.

so please, save yourself $90 and skip the poopy pants.

why?

I started this blog because I've discovered that I'm only inspired to blog when I'm annoyed or bitchy. So, here we go.
Why listen to me? No reason, but I hope you get something out of this.