A day-by-day guide to That Which Annoys, as culled from the procrastination-heavy Bileduct that is Twitter's @SISPURRIER.
SUNDAY) HATING OF THE DAY: those who confuse quantity of exclamation marks with relative level of Funny. (P.S: More than 2 signifies brainsickness.)
MONDAY) HATING OF THE DAY: Affluent pram-pushers who confuse Number Of Brats with relative levels of entitlement. "No manners needed, I HAVE SPAWN."
TUESDAY) HATING OF THE DAY: Waking to discover the scalded tongue you had no idea you fucked-up on last night's curry. "Happy Thaint Patrick'th day."
TUESDAY) Special, one-off OTHER HATING OF THE SAME DAY: Lawyers.
WEDNESDAY) HATING OF THE DAY: Male models. Androgynous stubble-dodgers whose Abs look eerily familiar to anyone who's ever sliced the teats off a sow.
THURSDAY) NO HATING RECORDED.
FRIDAY) HATING OF THE DAY: The seemingly robust reasons for No Jog Today, which will nonetheless turn to stabbity guilt during tonight's drunken KFC.