It is taking every last bit of me to not fill this post with R rated language and NC-17 rated imagery, but I have decided to refrain from starting the morning off in this manner. Let’s just say, people should try hard to hold their bowels until they are (at the very least) outdoors. The bus driver at 8.15 a.m. needs to go back to driving school. And the woman who thought I was checking out the ass of the other girl in front of me should not shake her head in disgust and utter words like, “Fag” and “Sinner” under her breath. It’s not my fault your ass is lumpy, you’re unattractive, you smoke generic cigarettes, you drink Yoo-hoo to wash down your Entenmanns snack cakes and you’re a homophobic bitch whose only taste of sex are those steamy nights you put on your Frederick’s of Hollywood and your husband has a little foreplay with his Pay Per View and he jerks off beneath his one true love—the Direct TV satellite dish. I wish I could sit you down and have a talk with you, I would tell you how ignorant you are and that your daughter and your son are both gay and it’s all your fault. What are ten commandments? It’s been a long time. Isn’t one of them
Thou shall not judge?
I feel angry. I don’t want to be angry. I must settle down. I will drink my coffee and shut up.
Seems I did that anyway. filled this with negativity. I’m not really that angry any more. I do apologize for my banter, but I must say, it made me feel better, it did.
Is it wrong of me to laugh at the image of this idiot woman hissing “fag” and “sinner” at you? Because I think it’s really funny. Especially as I imagine her with a mouth full of Entenmann’s, and crumbs and jelly around her mouth. I think she wants you.
ha ha ha!
I must say, you just made me laugh out loud. It was truly strange. I did look at this girls butt. She is one of the Garden employees, Toby will know who she is. She’s cute. She has a really very nice figure. She was wearing very tight jeans (like extra skin) and they were sort of hip-huggery, they were very low. Anyhow, I seriously wondered, “How on earth does she get these on?” And then I wondered, “Maybe they’re stretch jeans?”
And so I glanced down to see if there was a tag and the (where?) butt. Not that I need to explain myself, because I’m all for checking out girl and boy butts, but I was innocent this time, as far as getting my gay on.
You’re totally allowed to laugh. It is funny.
people like that really suck. altho my “religous training” consisted of going to UU church a couple of times, people like that make me feel like i am being tested. it is so hard to keep calm when faced w. such ignorance and stupidity.
Sinner.
“getting your gay on?”
you kill me.
I think women are beautiful and sexy and just because I happen to prefer guys doesn’t mean I won’t check out a girl and like what I see. Some people don’t have enough to do all day that they must police where your eyes are looking and let you know they saw you. Whatever. Even if you aren’t looking.
I’m also guilty of looking at people and thinking the most bitchy of things…however, I keep these things to myself and don’t make faces at the people on the bus in order to show them that I don’t like their dress or whoremakeup or whatever.
I was writing after seeing your swell ‘donut on cat’s head’ photo
http://mihow.com/dailylinks/schmitty.html
and wanted to share out ‘Latke on cats head’ photos :)
woo!
That’s a super cute cat and one ugly pancake.