Throw a steel girder at someone/something you hate game!! !! !

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I throw a girder at poser17.

my housemates for being such crap people

I want to throw a steel girder at the woman who agreed to be my girlfriend, promised to marry me as soon as I finished college, and then abandoned me. Then yesterday, I heard from her for the first time in over a year, only to find that she had found someone else.

Turned out this whole thing was a game to her.

Tim

I throw a girder at fitness first for the annoying phone call I got yesterday from that even more annoying teenybopper ("you won't forget about me will ya" no I HAVEN'T forgotten, I just don't care) and in case you're wondering I never really joined fitness first, one of my friends joined and offered if I wanted to go with her for a few sessions, I said yes, then she left, but of course once you join a gym you can never really leave

I throw a girder at leftards.

I fill a huge plastic bags with girders and dog poo and throw it at aspie17, or should I say POSER17!

I fill 11286 plastic bags with girders and dog poo and give them to everyone else on WP to throw at Erkolos! Then I make another 1000 and throw them at him myself!

I throw a steel girder at some generic a**hole.

*throws a molten girder at the weather*

That grinder is headed straight for the head of Carrie C. because she wouldn't pick up a book if no one was there to reward her for it. She's also won't stop talking about Harvard (she pronounces it Haaaaahvaaaaahhhd), and she's thinking of applying there without a safety school, which is THE DUMBEST thing a supposedly smart person will ever have done. And she hates me for being of the lower-middle class, not knowing that the term 'poor trash' is so nineteenth century. So die, Carrie.

I'm stuck training an ultra urban elementary school drop-out at work, who has the gaul to think he knows better than me, my boss, and the owner of the company. He regularly shows this superiority by pushing said people around, and telling them in ebonics (or as I call it, n*****-speak) how they're not doing it right.

Meanwhile, we've had several customers coming back with battery packs he's rebuilt or special orders he's dealt with, where everything's screwed up.

Furthermore, I'm trying to train him to close the store, and he can't count the money in the register right! He miscounts the nightly deposits regularly, refuses to write down his totals in the paperwork until he's already forgotten what the totals were, and then when he doesn't want to do something, tells me I have to do it.

I would throw a steel girder, but I will have much more pleasure quitting work, and on my way out the door, referencing "Blazing Saddles"(1974).

"What'd he say?"

"The sheriff is NEAR!"