Men who unintelligently assign a woman's bad mood to hormones. And, after she gets mad for them being ignorant berks, they take that as conclusive proof they were right.
They can all vacation with the Nazgul.
And slivers. I really just hate slivers. And stubbed toes. Nasty things.
Also people who pronounce it Ray-min noodles. It's Rah-men.
