Anger | Page 23 | Points in Case

Tag: Anger

Please, I'm begging you to let me hold those knobs in my hands. I want to hear the sound of that little soccer ball dropping onto the table.

A lot of people will call into question whether or not attacking robots in a theme restaurant can be considered a sport.

This mug featured nine cats smiling at me and each other with the encouraging words, “You’re very special,” written in delicate script above them.

While I regret the damage to property, any who were there in person must have been moved by the shower of sparks emitted by that antique amplifier.

I can't marry you into the Dukedom of Wellington: my parents are not the Duke and Duchess of Wellington. They're the Duke and Duchess of Devonshire!

Put yourself in my shoes, trapped in the middle of the desert with underground nightmare creatures waiting to devour you at any given moment.

My son only talks about candy lately, as though there is nothing more to running a business than coming up with colorful and dangerous food for kids.

Michael and LeBron do not like mountain climbing. They’re just not any good at it. Conversely, Baby Goat can scale a mountain like nothing.

Earn points when you accidentally blow through a stop sign and understand that people of color could not laugh with the police officer about it.

The big boy used his new moon to rock nuky cappos, support beezies, and pushed a hard line throughout the Middle E-Town and beyond.

First, you come for my toy guns. What’s next? Marshmallow shooters, finger guns, fingers themselves?! After you already got my nose? Never again!

While our aesthetic up until about mid-2016 was "cozy cabin," our current aesthetic is more like "amicably abandoned sanitarium."