AWWWW! Hissy fit coming on...

you know what I cant stand? I cant stand when a ho becomes a holy roller.
What do I mean? Here's the deal bitches.
Someone I know, could be a relative or just a friend, just pushes my damn buttons.
How?
Well this ho was a real asswipe during childhood. SELFISH and just so all about their fucking self.
Then. WHAM!!
Presto Chango.
Now all they do is pretend to play a fucking victim and HIDE behind JEEBUS. A real basket case if you ask me.
Can you believe that shit?
Now this bitch has became a card carrying christian conservative, which by the way was the final straw.
First the bitch had the nerve to talk smack about THE PRESIDENT, BARACK OBAMA, and flaunt it.
Yes she did.
Hey I'm a born and bred Texan, and the reason it's so fucked up is because of idiots like you who think that Rick Perry is the answer.
WHATEVER HO!!! Get a fucking grip. 
I'm better.

Comments

David Dust said…
Sis -

Don't let a Ho get ya down... it's not worth it.

Get your ass to Arby's and have a couple Beef & Cheddars. That outta fix ya up nice.

XOXOXOXO
April 25, 2011 at 9:23 PM
the dogs' mother said…
One part of our extended family is GOP and all their friends are. But good GOPers you know. Funniest moment when one of the daughters got married and the groom gave a toast and announced, 'I guess now is a good time to tell you, Father-in-Law, I voted for Bill Clinton. Both times.' The whole room cracked up.
April 25, 2011 at 9:25 PM
mrs.missalaineus said…
jeebus-shebus! i hear ya. every time i get an email from my jeebus freak 2nd cousin i want to go to her house and stab her in the eye with a pen.


xxalainaxx
April 26, 2011 at 4:46 AM
Miss Ginger Grant said…
I hate her and I don't have a clue about whom you are speaking!!

PS- my word veri is "testi".. Hee hee!
April 26, 2011 at 8:36 PM
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