The only instance of the spelling wierd that I was able to track down has the following meaning:

“Wierd is a graphical, stack-based esoteric programming language. Programs are defined as a pattern of symbols resembling wires (the name is a pun on “weird” and “wired”). A pointer moves along the wires, and interprets the angle of any bend in its path as an instruction.”

i’m nearly 29 and i have NEVER worn my pants in anyway but how they were made! i hate baggy pants, and i hate seeing it. it’s makes towns and cities and neighhoods look awful!

They advertise food with disgusting eating noises. Sometimes I fantasize about kidnapping a crunchy snack executive and scarfing down crunchy snacks and spewing it all over him while angrily crinkling one of their crinkly crunchy snack bags in his god **** ear with occasional punches to the stomach. Do eating noises really send the open mouther hoardes charging to the store for something to eat? They should be sent to manners prison then.

I’m actually fairly certain that these open mouthers are the root of all the worlds problems. If you’re so dense that you think eating like a pig isn’t a problem, it’s because you are a pig and not just with eating.

My husband’s immediate family all chew noisily with their mouths open, in a really slow, affected way – accompanied by the usual unsightly views of partly-masticated food lolling around on their tongues and more often than not being deposited outside the corners of the mouth – and sometimes I have to wonder if they do it on purpose as a bit of a calculated “F you!” to politeness. They’re all working professionals who in many other ways are well-mannered, cultured people. This illusion is always shattered, however, whenever I have to eat with them and I seem to be about the only person in the family who is affected by it. I even went through a phase of wearing earplugs to their dinner table. I might have to start keeping a pair on standby again. My tolerance levels seem to vary from time to time and the loud eaters in the family have been more noticeable to me lately. I find myself making up excuses to get out of having to eat with them because I’d prefer to enjoy my food alone and in silence than have to endure their disgusting habits. Like a few other people on this forum I am a wuss when it comes to confronting people, so I usually sit there, grit my teeth and hope my father in law (who is the worst perpetrator of the crime) doesn’t request seconds.

My husband got a bit worried tonight when I was telling him that the very noises his parents and sister make while eating make me want to smack them in the mouth (of course I would never do this in real life) and he suggested that it might be a good idea to see a counsellor about it.. hmm, maybe one day. Can’t help but think it’d be much easier if his family would just wake up and realise how completely retarded they appear when they’re eating – then they might finally decide to learn basic etiquette like the rest of us.

I work in an office with six other people who all smack, slurp, suck, and any other noise you can think of. The two people who sit closest to me smack their gum, and chew it with their mouths open, and one of them also pops and cracks it. This goes on from seven a.m. to four p.m. WTF!!!!!
After reading the article, and all the posts I have decided that I am going to download sound clips of silverware screaching, nails on chalkboard, and any other horrible sounds I can find, and I am going to play one of the sounds every time one of the J*******S smacks or slurps.
I like my job otherwise I would just quit. My family feels like I am the eating Nazi, but they just cant seem to understand the amount of rage these noises instill in someone like me. I have often thought that becoming a hermit would be the best thing for me.

Thanks for having a place to vent and allowing people like me to see that there are other “crazy” people out there who are also rude for telling people the truth.