Angry? Mad as hell and you can't take it anymore? Get something off your chest
and it could be published online and/or in print. Bitches are anonymous and may be
edited for length, grammar, spelling and our lenient standards of propriety.
Sorry, world, for that massively stupid closing ceremony. I couldn't sit through that. And I'm really, really sorry if you decided for some reason to watch the entire thing yourself. —Eye Hurty