Unnecessarily Detailed Dislikes
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Least favorite nickname: Sleaze, Rogue, ‘F’, Bitch, Slut and She Beast (thanks to Dean, for that last one. Dickweed.)
Least favorite color: Pink, probably. Really doesn’t have one. Not big on blue.
Least favorite season: Season, nothing. AUGUST. Fuck that guy.
Least favorite weather: Intense heat.
Least favorite – hot or cold: Hot.
Least favorite holiday: *shrug*
Least favorite food: Buffalo sauce.
Least favorite flavor: Blue. And don’t be all like, ‘oh, blue’s not a flavor’. NyQuil, motherfucker. Tell me that don’t taste ‘blue’.
Least favorite drink: Wine, of any kind.
Least favorite scent: Tommy Girl.
Least favorite sound: Auto-tuned ‘with it and hip’ pop-country. And Dean's singing but that probably also counts as a scent.
Least favorite book: What?
Least favorite movie: Tie between Glitter and Garden State. And 500 Days of Summer. And Lars and the Real Girl. And Donnie Darko. So, basically, if you wanna netflix and chill this Slayer the movie better not be some pretentious trope crap, or Glitter. Toss up.
Least favorite tv show: Doesn’t watch a lot of TV.
Least favorite school subject or area of study: School.
Least favorite aspect of their job: How lonely it is.
Least favorite fictional character: That know-it-all dog from Family Guy. Thinks he’s so damn smart.
Least favorite person: Faith Lehane
Least favorite trait in others: Smugness. Holier-than-thou-ness. Hipster-ocity. Can’t handle somebody who’s playlist’s gotta be a who’s who of underground, indie bands Faith doesn’t care about and has ‘probably never heard of’. Can’t have fun with people too up their own asses and above it all.
Least favorite place: Well, she didn’t love prison.
Least favorite thing to talk about: Buffy fucking Summers. File that under, ‘thing she can’t stop talking about’, too. You know, she has this theory that if you shaved off all Buffy’s hair? She’d look like a British man.
Least favorite thing about themselves: That’s an essay, right there.
Least favorite sexual position: Whatever takes her out of the driver’s seat.
Least favorite daily chore: Laundry’s not easy to do in a motel bathroom sink.
Least favorite style of clothing: Sunday Morning, Millicent Torkelson-style dresses.
Least favorite activity: Cooking.
Least favorite superpower: Only dislikes superpowers when they’re someone elses.
Least favorite thing about humanity in general: So easy to lose them.
Least favorite thing about being in love: It’s always so damn one-sided. Fake-ass, useless crap.
Least favorite thing about death: There’s just too damn much of it.
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