The ratio of wishing-harm-per-year has gone up with age. But the effective-harm-wished-upon ratio has gone somewhat down.
I guess the first ratio has to do with the fact that when I was smaller, there was less people to be mad at, but at the same time you get more mad at them. So I'd be like visualizing slicing their abdomens open and dragging their entrails out as they scre... *shakes head* oh, sorry about that.
Now there are alot of smaller annoyancies(?), which I more just wish they would bump their head real hard to fix whatever is wrong up there or introduce them to an electric powerdrill, a pair of straws and Dr. Hannibal Lecter for some not too painful behavioral rectification, instead of placing their [CENSORED] in a vice and do half an RPM till their [...oh, heck just snip this maniac post right here!]
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