A Giant Green Dick in the Ass

Everybody knows the famous phrase Bruce Banner says immediately before he goes apeshit and a tangible green rage builds up in him, transforming him from the passive, gentle man his friends know and love, someone in whose arms a person can't help but feel safe in when they need to be consoled, into the massive, pulsating, green embodiment of "FUCK YOU!!!!" that is the aptly named Incredible Hulk; and that phrase is, "Don't make me angry. You wouldn't like me when I'm angry." He then proceeds to get angry and all the dumb shits around him immediately cower in the righteous  bezerker rage they goaded out of him. He's like a giant green dick in the ass of those who are frustratingly incompetent or discourteous. 

Unfortunately I am not Bruce Banner. I do not have the wonderful capability of transforming my rage into gratuitous amounts of green ass-kicking-ness. Instead I am left with comparable amounts of rage dealing with comparably incompetent and discourteous people Bruce Banner deals with in his endeavors. So, rather than sabotaging my better qualities with the oh so delicious poison of my worse ones I shall vent my spleen via the interwebs in as eloquent a manner as my English degree affords me. 

Make no mistake: this is not the whiney angst of a teenage girl or the semi-profound, mostly confusing thoughts and musings of an indie rock kid. I have had quite an aversion to blogs for the longest time, finding them to be mostly shallow and trendy. But I am going to try to make this as cohesive as possible and simply state my case as to why I think I am right and whoever I am arguing against is wrong. Hopefully whoever reads this will be sympathetic to my cause. And if I'm lucky some may even be amused by my rantings. Who knows? 

Have fun!

"By the gods
You shall digest the venom of your spleen,
Though it do split you; for, from this day forth,
I'll use you for my mirth, yea, for my laughter,
When you are waspish."

~Shakespeare, Julius Ceasar, Act IV Scene 3