Did something happen to you when you were a child?

Why do you hate people? Why are you mean to people that ask you questions? Did something happen to you when you were a child?
Yes, something horrible happened to me as a child. It was August 6, 1974, and I was sound asleep in my bed because it was after midnight… I always used to be asleep after midnight back then.
That fateful night I woke up with a startle and realized that our family dog, a Shih Tzu named Helmut, was having his way with my leg. I kicked the dog off of me, and unfortunately he went through the open window, and landed on the asphalt seven stories down. It was traumatizing to say the least… What was even more traumatizing is the fact that that my parents had the dog stuffed and placed him back in my bedroom. For the next 12 years I had the dog staring at me with his glass eyes, and with a facial expression that can only be described as unadulterated hatred!
Having all this hate in my bedroom changed me… I started hating too… I started hating a lot of things: rusty screws, cinnamon, leprechauns, yellow snow, squirrels, cabbage, untimely Star Trek reruns, gefilte fish, white socks, and most importantly: stupid people.
Later on in life I realized that I can’t go around hating stupid people, as they are the majority of earth’s population. It’s a lot of work hating that many people! Instead I decided to help the sorry stupid buggers; hence this website.
It only looks like I hate people, because I speak the truth… and the truth can be hard to handle. But really, I don’t hate you…
The only hate I haven’t conquered yet is white socks and gefilte fish, but I’m working on that also.
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