Angry Ranter Gifts

"Without commercial interruptions during the news, he'd exist in a state of perpetual outrage."

"Honey, can you read through our list and let me know if I forgot anything?"

"After 10 broken keyboards, I finally bought him one that's designed for someone who bangs on it when they're mad."

"You might want to save that for your blog."

'I think the global banking sector, drunk on years of excessive bonuses, may need a little more than your 'very angry' T-shirt to make them toe the line.'

The Daily Fury

"I've been getting the most intense workouts since I taped a picture of my ex on the heavy bag!"

'The driving on that game is simulated, but the road rage is real.'

"Great! Now I'm torn between whether to post rants on X or Meta."

'What's that supposed to mean!?!'

Man fights with his shadow.

'Before we begin may I emit a prolonged rant about my work week?

'He's switched from tweeting on Twitter to growling on a new social media site called Growler. Suits him better.'

'I'm hoping he'll move onto another subject...'

'Me' Weekly

Ramsay's kitchen nightmare.

"I've learned to express my anger through my writing instead."

I feel so helpless. Fuel price anger counseling – $25. The gas companies could charge me whatever they wanted and I couldn't do a darn thing about it. I'm utterly powerless – a pawn in some sick geopolitical game where I've got no options. What if I can't afford to drive my 6,000-ton SUV two blocks to the gym?!

"I don't know what's wrong lately. Railing at the fed doesn't make him happy any more."

Mort, sweetie, it's time for our lunch date. Can it wait? I'm in the middle of a rant. Why, that's no problem at all. In fact, I'd like to add something. But of course, my petunia. If I don't eat soon, Mort will never get another smooch! Who needs world order, really Another victory for Lip Gloss Diplomacy.

Road Rage Venting Center (next exit)

Tuesday is drunken rant night. The noncommissioned officer is the backbone of this man's army!!!

"I'm old school. Instead of ranting on social media, I just scream in people's faces."

Viking Berserkers Anger Management Seminar

"We've got to try to coax him back into his enclosure."

"I wouldn't mind so much but it still isn't working!"

"John's golfing in his sleep again, Doctor! I forgot...do I wake him before or after he throws his clubs in the lake?"

"Take two, twice a day to help control rage. By the way, I put them in a child-proof bottle and overcharged you."

Tonight's anger management class has been cancelled.

Stern looking woman sitting at a service window labeled "Complaints".

'Our mother, I'm so pent up with rage I could twitter!'

"He died the way he lived...angry at the news.

"Is it really an important message from your sponsor, or just another damn commercial?!"

Are you finished eating your breakfast? No. You're just saying that because you know that I've agreed not to scream political rants into my bullhorn while you're eating. Maybe. Finish up so I can tell you how furious I am about GOP nuts hijacking the debt ceiling negotiations. The way I phrased it was essentially a loophole. Not while I'm eating.

"...recreate that anger explosion at work when you were stressed out...."