Justrage.com

I just discovered this site. Its an idea I actually had a few years ago, mine would have been called, incidentally, "Hatred.com".

(remember? I wanted to buy the domain but it cost something like 4000000$)

I find it very relaxing to read. As if all of my own rage was syphoned through a pressure differential created by all the preteen ravings.

Anyways, I found this gem:

I was coming home from work, a good day, but a hard day, A real man's kind of day, that kind of day on which America was built because of men like me and our attitude of Can do and by God, will do. You know? Yeah, you know. Anyhoo, I was cruising home, decided to get some Ice Cream, so whipped by the store and got 2 half gallons, NP, in and out in 5 minutes. Was once again on the way home, Ice Cream on the floorboard because it was on the seat until I had to hit the brakes suddenly due to some some 100 year plus senior citizen attempting to manuever their RV in a U turn, but I digress... So I was cruising down the 60, tunes blaring, a balmy 110 degrees, windows down, AC broken, when ahead of me, a young man decided to choose that time and place to end his life and jumped from the overpass and into oncoming traffic, of which I was a part. Needles to say, traffic came to a screeching halt and was tied up for several hours, so by the time I finally got home, I was hot, tired, oddly aroused, and my Ice Cream was liquid and beyond salvation. Why do bad things always seem to happen to me?