Things That Annoy Me

Hello, and welcome to yet another completely illogical and irrelevant guide to things that will only ever be useful to me. And I'm pretty sure all of you out there who read my work have severe mental impairments. If you don't please send me your name and address and I'll come around and bash you around the face with a hefty bit of lead pipe.

Anyway, we must get down to things. I have not yet decided how many parts this series will be, and it'll probably depend on its popularity. So, I'm thinking that for every four reviews I receive, I will write another chapter. That means if you get yourself and three friends together and review every time I get a new chapter up, I'll be writing forever. However, if you are planning on doing that, please see RE: hefty bit of lead pipe.

Now, you might have noticed that I'm almost two-hundred words into this guide, and that I haven't even started to get into the subject matter promised in the title. That is because I can, because I'm writing this, and you're not. But, as I did set about originally intending to write this guide, I shall in fact write it, I shall, he said.

Starting next chapter. Fwaha.

Fuck, it annoys the hell out of me when people do that.