public drunkenness, cheese curd, the pursuit and acquisition of yarn, your mom, things that make squishy noises, swing sets, freckle-counting, scrapple, contortionists, and oh yeah did I mention your mom already? because seriously, yr mom.
kermit the frog
virtually anything, with the exception of country-western-yeehaw crap.only, the older I get, the less instantaneously-offensive I find country music. clearly, senility has begun to set in. GUESS I'LL GO CRY INTO MY BEER AND WRITE A TWANGY SONG ABOUT THAT NOW.
all of them ever. seriously. I cannot be trusted to carry my own wallet in a bookstore.