Smug people.
Liars.
Light beer.
Airplane Food.
Humidity.
Feeding my picky cat.
When the crayon you're using fucking breaks.
Those phlegm-y 'hock' sounds associated with most middle eastern languages.
Running out of nangs.
Awkward erections.
The genre of music - 'Spoken Word'
Cats fighting outside of my window.
Over cooked steak.
Channel 31.
The final ending to The Sopranos.
Sleeping with Erin that night.
The fact that, that Filipino guy who took over from Steve Perry is actually really good.
John Farnham's 356th comeback.
Broken Hill.
Noble Park.
Narre Warren.
Oakleigh.
Slow internet.
The fact I never made a move on Katherine when I had the chance.
Porn with a story line.
Sand in my shoes.
Sand in my jocks.
Girls that don't swallow.
Strangely, the number 47 pisses me off.
The fact that everyone on Sesame Street hangs shit on Oscar.
Long lines.
The amount Myer's puts up the price on all their goods.
Bottled water.
Cows.
Gambling.
Not getting overtime.
Cunts stealing my shifts!
Alina. (Bitch at work)
Replacing lightbulbs.
Waiting in emergency for like 4 hours.
The bouncers on the door at Wah Wah Lounge.
The fact that Bubble Nightclub isn't what it used to be.
Shit pills.
Slow drivers.
Woman drivers.
Old drivers.
Old people.
That smell of Old people.
The laborious rants old people go on.
Senility.
....actually, a list of 'What DOESNT piss you off' would've been easier...