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i hate people who whistle in public spaces to no end. with all my soul and flesh and bone, i despise them. while even one is still living, it could almost be a blessing to go deaf, or, at the very least, have bad enough hearing that i could not hear them and their obnoxious, godless high-pitched throat noises. i pray on their downfalls, that they burn in the fiery pits of hell for their sharp, almost ear-piercing noises, which, as far as i can tell, they use purely to annoy others, for their own entertainment. i wish that their throats, their lungs, their vocal cords, all they use to emit that abhorrent noise, resembling some distant cousin of tinnitus, are pierced, torn, and burnt to mere ashes, so they may lay silent for eternity. the sound is not impressive, it is not funny, it is loud and obnoxious, ringing in my ears for potentially minutes afterwards. i hope that sound they intentionally produce brings to them some terrible curse unknown to mankind, to bring them down from their fake thrones, made from plastic and cardboard, to ruin them forever. i will do everything i physically can to end the terror of whistling, and those who partake in it in public spaces, where none can escape their sound with ease.