I Fucking HATE Beyonce

I feel like the title of this says it all. I am Sasha Fierce? No. Fuck you. You aren't. You're Beyonce and you fucking irritate me to the core. Please understand, I woke up this morning in a really chipper mood. Life's great. And then i get in my car and I hear that fucking Single Ladies song come on Jamn' 94.5. No problem, I think. And I change the station to KISS 108. Except that that stupid fucking song is on there too. SO what do I do? I change it to 98.5. You wanna know what they were fucking playing? If I were a boy.... I honestly debated crashing my car into the guard rail. Every time I hear her fucking voice I want to inflict serious harm on myself and those around me. I'm not really sure why, but it's exactly what I feel. You aren't a boy, so shut the fuck up. Someone liked it AND put a ring on it, so again - PLEASE SHUT THE FUCK UP. It's like I can't get away from her. I have a REALLY hard time believing that anyone in the entire universe is not sick of her bullshit music. AND THEN she's invited to at the Inaugural Ball. Are you fucking kidding me? And to add insult to injury - she sings "AT LAST!" Etta James, one of the most fantastic vocalists of our time, is still alive and well! I'd give my fucking arm to see Etta James sing. What bullshit. Beyonce? Really Obama? Beyonce is everywhere. And I'd like to end this how I started it - I Fucking HATE Beyonce.