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Love It/ Hate It

Rodafina

Hopefully Human
Staff member
V.I.P Member
What’s the game? Finish these two thoughts. That’s all.

I love it when…
I hate it when….

OP is up first, I guess.

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I love it when the label on my teabag spins around as I walk down the hall.

I hate it when the label on my tea bag falls into the tea.

(I don’t know, do you guys think it will be fun?)
 
I love it when I find a nice jacket that fits perfectly. :D

I hate it when I get home and the jacket suddenly does not fit as well as it did in the store. :confused:

How does that happen? Does it change size when it leaves the store?
 
I love it when my lovely dog greets me with such obvious enthusiasm when I come home.

I hate it when that greeting leaves me with a big streak of dog snot on my leg.
 
I love to meet new people.
I hate it when they turn out to be basic.

I love when my dogs sleep on my bed.
I hate when they think it's just for them.
 
I love it when I step out into a brisk, November breeze and look up to watch the early snowflakes fall.
I hate it when I realize my coat isn't warm enough.

I love it when I have a thought I'm working on to write down,
but hate it when my silence is interpreted as a time for talking.

I love it when I'm losing weight by avoiding certain foods,
but hate it when those very foods I'm avoiding are brought to me as a peace offering.
 
I like it when people ask me for my opinion.
I hate it when they immediately turn around and tell me I'm wrong. (why ask in the first place?)
 

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