The Mittens guy.

My former chorus teacher who tried to cram all those kids onto those risers during the crappy finale in her concert, and failed, so she crammed the rest in front of the stage, and wasted about two hours while doing this.

One of my friends on IRC rarely ever visits anymore.

How unavailable turd hats are in real life when they could help point out the poopheads and real-life Kusosure guys for me and make my life a bit easier.

The Mittens guy.

Bras.

Knowing that I'll probably get flamed for listing "the mittens guy" twice.