Today my roommate asked me if I have any pet peeves he should know about. I said I'm relatively easy going and don't really have any.

"C'mon, really? You mean you don't have any of those random things that drive you crazy? What if I knocked on your door and woke you up in the middle of the night?"

It was at this moment that I realized that my biggest pet peeve is when people ask me what my pet peeves are. That, and the phrase itself. Now I'm done. Hopefully I never have to say (or type) that disgusting sounding phrase again.