Why do we talk so much shit about the ones we love? There's a direct correlation between the amount of love you feel for someone and the amount of shit you talk about him or her (with probably an inverse proportionality between these and the amount of personal/emotional maturity the individual possesses thrown in to complete the equation). It's the sign of a dysfunctional mind--it's easier for this person to talk shit about someone behind his back, than to turn around and show him how much this person cares. And when I say this person, I am talking about myself. Yes, mom, I talk a lot of shit about you. But that's because I love you.

On a different note...WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!