THE DOLPHINS WILL HAVE TO DEAL
-WITHOUT ME!
Yup, I just made it clear to the BBF that I am in no shape to go down
to 'The Sunshine State' and meet his mom and siblings. I AIN'T GOING!
Yes, we were planning a stay in the Keys and a swim with dolphins
which is on my 'goal list' to do in life. Sparky and Snooky, the over
the top adorable dolphins are going to have to deal.
We can all thank the mother of that music 'teacher' I mentioned in
an earlier post. Thing is, I cannot stand or deal with criticism from
boyfriends' family members. Call me a narcissist but this one loser
of a woman has ruined it for me forever.
Maybe if I expound here, I can finally let it go...
This loser of a mom gossiped about every woman that married into
the family. I rescinded my boyfriend's proposal of marriage as to not
have to be saddled by his frustrating family of 'less thans'.
If you were a loser to be pitied, then you were in. It was okay but never
be better than them because then you were in for it. The funny thing is
that it didn't take much to be better than them so I always felt for them
and how they must have viewed the world. Surely, better people were
everywhere. Even if a person's life was fucked up, they most likely were
just genetically better than these stout, round, big-boned trolls.
I was appalled at how this big-boned, no eyebrows loser had the nerve
to talk shit about everyone. I felt like telling this 50ish good for nothing
wanker that now that you are middle-aged and settled does not give
you the right to be picking on people in their 20's, who actually did go
to college, did not have a kid out of wedlock (who should of have been
put up for adoption) and weren't doing heroin. I guess she forgot what
a loser she was then. Yeah, Mary Ann, while you were watching TV all
night, some of us were working on getting our ass into a decent law
school, mastering the violin and jumping out of planes to stay sober.
How dare you judge me, you lame-assed loser. So fuck you! Anyway,
I would never marry your son and God forbid have a child. My gene
pool does not need to be polluted with your kind. You were lucky I
even dated your son. Meshing into your ilk would be a slap in the face
to my ancestors. Oh, and it is not cool that you came between your husband
and his gorgeous society sister. Can't deal with the fact that you aren't
special. Who the fuck in hell ever made you feel like you were? Pfft!
Yup, I just made it clear to the BBF that I am in no shape to go down
to 'The Sunshine State' and meet his mom and siblings. I AIN'T GOING!
Yes, we were planning a stay in the Keys and a swim with dolphins
which is on my 'goal list' to do in life. Sparky and Snooky, the over
the top adorable dolphins are going to have to deal.
We can all thank the mother of that music 'teacher' I mentioned in
an earlier post. Thing is, I cannot stand or deal with criticism from
boyfriends' family members. Call me a narcissist but this one loser
of a woman has ruined it for me forever.
Maybe if I expound here, I can finally let it go...
This loser of a mom gossiped about every woman that married into
the family. I rescinded my boyfriend's proposal of marriage as to not
have to be saddled by his frustrating family of 'less thans'.
If you were a loser to be pitied, then you were in. It was okay but never
be better than them because then you were in for it. The funny thing is
that it didn't take much to be better than them so I always felt for them
and how they must have viewed the world. Surely, better people were
everywhere. Even if a person's life was fucked up, they most likely were
just genetically better than these stout, round, big-boned trolls.
I was appalled at how this big-boned, no eyebrows loser had the nerve
to talk shit about everyone. I felt like telling this 50ish good for nothing
wanker that now that you are middle-aged and settled does not give
you the right to be picking on people in their 20's, who actually did go
to college, did not have a kid out of wedlock (who should of have been
put up for adoption) and weren't doing heroin. I guess she forgot what
a loser she was then. Yeah, Mary Ann, while you were watching TV all
night, some of us were working on getting our ass into a decent law
school, mastering the violin and jumping out of planes to stay sober.
How dare you judge me, you lame-assed loser. So fuck you! Anyway,
I would never marry your son and God forbid have a child. My gene
pool does not need to be polluted with your kind. You were lucky I
even dated your son. Meshing into your ilk would be a slap in the face
to my ancestors. Oh, and it is not cool that you came between your husband
and his gorgeous society sister. Can't deal with the fact that you aren't
special. Who the fuck in hell ever made you feel like you were? Pfft!
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Sunday, January 17. 2010
SICKITTEN.COM wrote:
Can you just imagine having to deal w/this tramp?Not sure, but just re-read this post...http://sickitten.com/2008/12/05/the-dolphins-will-have-to-deal.aspxNothing worse than feeling cornered and judged by the inferior.Yeah, it's almost comical but being judged by an old drama queen trampshouldn't lead to static and doom in your own relationships.Anyone who is anyone should have a heads up going into this situation.Don't ya love that her eyes are so dark you can't even discern her pupil or that her skin falls underthe shade of 'olive' yet her hair is the same color as infant cherubs or Scandinavian children? ...
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