Seastreet: OK, we're going to have an irksome contest.

Seastreet: We will take turns.

Seastreet: Every sentence must start with "I can't stand people who..."

Seastreet: OK?

Seastreet: You go first.

fulminous: I can't stand people who play games on their cell phones on the subway and don't turn down the volume.

Seastreet: I can't stand people who wish they were faeries or other creatures from Irish "myths" written by sentimental Victorians.

fulminous: ...you run across them a lot?

Seastreet: Every now and then. You know, like people who wear fucking pixie wings.

Fulminous: Also you realize that you're going to win this game because you can't stand a lot more people than I can't stand.

Seastreet: I know. It's your turn.

Fulminous: I can't stand people who know I'm right behind them and persist in walking abreast, slowly, rather than moving to let me, the more important person in the equation, by.

Seastreet: We'll continue this later. I have a student.

Fulminous: I WIN!!

Fulminous: WHEE WHEE WHEE.

Seastreet: Though, I can't stand people who do the same thing when I'm driving.

Seastreet: HA!