Thanks to TIM<--aka Matty<---, today's post is ridiculous. Per yesterday's request, I asked for it, and you gave it to me. Good. I should've known you little sneaks wouldn't take it easy on me. So now, I give you a sonnet...about a mother trucking plastic cup.
My hatred for a cup has never been more, (seriously)
Greater than gators and coconuts and heat,
Its bright-colored plastic was quite the eyesore,
But my husband exclaimed "This is neat!"
The ugly cup was everywhere,
It tormented my every night's sleep,
My dear husband didn't have a care,
That his cup was some kind of creep.(a perv in the cuppiest way)
It happened one rainy day, (I don't remember)
I wouldn't just let the thing be,
I couldn't help but to throw it away,
Then I pretended that it wasn't me.(cats are good for blaming)
The cup will remain in our hearts and our minds,
Because that SOB nearly ruined our lives.
Yeah, it sucks, but what else would you expect in Candyland? Exactly. So now, go ahead and re-read (or read) THIS POST and leave a comment for your chance to win a book of choice via the Book Depository. But first tell me, what object have you ever had such an intense hatred or disliking for in your life? I can't be the only nutjob here.