dear bread lady,
how many effin times are you going to return the same fucking loaf of bread? how many times do you expect us to believe that your boyfriend bought you the wrong kind? do you get off on this shit, you stupid bitch?
love, m.
dear liars,
why must you lie to me and tell me that the lines are crazy out there? do you think i cannot see the front end? nothing infuriates me more, you assholes.
love, m.
dear glovie,
are you dead? i miss your shenegans, even though you annoy the living shit out of me.
love, m.
and the piece de resistance...
dear misogynistic asshole from the other day,
don't call me stupid because i am a woman. taht's a real fine example you're setting for you eight year old daughter. you're a really good dude. i'm sure. seriously choke on it, you dick. i hope your wife leaves you cause you are a pig.
love, m.
Sunday, March 1, 2009
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