it’s like this, bitch: you made the mistake. you fucked up and that’s what made you late for your appointment.
and you say i need to be more flexible? i need to bend to your whim and do things on your ever-so-slim timetable? blow me. if i could have told you these things today, i wouldn’t be blogging this right now. you’d be crying in the corner and i’d be satisfied. instead, i kept my mouth shut and went to lunch. i got my chicken schawarma. i forgot all about your bitchy bitch ass.
next time, take responsibility for your mistake rather than taking it out on other people. or don’t. then say “hi” to karma for me when it poops on your head.
on the upside, i became a hand model today. some lady needed a picture of a fist and i did it. it was for her daughter. she is learning “f” words. i’m always happy to help with child development. and i have a beautiful fist.
i have so much to say that i can’t say anything at all.
do it.