Glitter makes me want to vomit

Glitter... it has to be the worst fucking invention of all time. I want to draw attention to a particular object. I have an idea! Let's make something that serves no purpose only to make a particular object that shouldn't normally be shiny, become all shiny. That way perhaps more people, or at least retards and crows, will look at it, paying that particular object its much needed attention.

NO! Bad idea! Glitter must die! I hate it with a passion!. I despise glitter. I loathe glitter. It is so goddam annoying. Whenever I go to a wedding or some other function where someone (and I use someone loosley as it is almost always a woman who uses glitter in some way, that or a flaming gay man) is either wearing something that is composed of a glittery substance or has rubbed some of that stupid shit on some portion of their body, I want to bludgeon them.

The reason is not their fault (besides the fact that they infected the surrounding area with glitter) rather, it is the mere presence of the glitter. And the reason is simple, glitter is very virulent in nature. It will invariably find its way to you somehow, and end up in places that confound you, and thus make you feel violated.

It just makes me sick to see a little piece of stuck on my arm or somewhere else. Mostly because, that stuff is almost impossible to remove. You can't wash it off your hands. You can't scrape it off. You could remove a few layers of skin, and that damn glitter would still be there, sparkling up at you in contempt. Not to mention the fact that sometimes glitter just appears without any reason as the one previously described. This is the worst part about glitter. Where the fuck does it come from? So beware, if you wear glitter, I may be very careful around you, so as not to contaminate myself.