Well what can I say other than I'm back? I've spent the weekend with my family which wasn't a very painful weekend at that.However even though I had sex last night I feel like shit today. No, I didn't have sex with my family. We stopped doing that years ago.
The only way I feel I can get along with my family is to be as crude, sarcastic and pessimistic as they seemingly always are. And this means I saw a lot of honkeys, white trash, ponchos, spics, niggars, chinks, sand niggars, cocksuckers, fags, dykes, yuppies, hippies, losers, freaks, geeks and that was only the first 45 minutes.
What can I say? It's entertaining to listen to the bigotry of my family. They also pull off feigning tolerance quite well too. I'm not being sarcastic when I say I enjoy being around them. Their seemingly old outlook on society is still rampant today. The Misanthropic Bitch made a great statement in one of her recent updates. I know the majority of you here won't go and read it because you're here for the pictures on my page. Hey, who doesn't like to see a 'dumb broad' lapping milk out of a cat bowl? If I didn't want to I wouldn't have right clicked on my mouse and made it the first thing I'll see when my desktop loads up. After all isn't that all women are good for?
Anyhow, back to how Americans are. Judgement will always be around. Intolerance is rampant. I'm intolerant of a lot of people. Thanks to my upbringing I spent most of my adolescence questioning blacks and mexicans. I mean after all, they're not white and they're all greasy. Well, they are. No, I'm not racist. I'm just a model of my environment aren't I? For every time my uncle or my dad spouts the word niggar there is a black man calling a white man a honkey or a mexican calling someone a chink.
And as for the sex I had last night, what can I say? I like fucking. And I made God aware that I was fucking my brains out too. And she liked it rough too which I admired. There aren't that many women who enjoy being hoisted up on a suspension belt hung from the ceiling and having their twat tickled with a feather. Then again, I am in the midwest so I'm sure I could talk any Bible thumper into letting me plant my seed inside of their womb. It worked for David Koresh according to the mini-series they had on one of the major broadcasting companies and television doesn't lie to me. If a report comes out saying that there's a video of Lampchop getting a facial cumshot from Charlie Horse who am I to question a television journalist on National Enquirer T.V.? I'm outta here. I've got some ramen noodle on the stove.
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