doin now that we are at day 1155 with that mentally deranged sociopathetik tang dipped bloated anal wart deceptively regurgitate'n his daily painfully vomitous press brief'n rallies...ruin'n the country by try'n to down play his pathetic pandemic responses?
these are definitely thee most unbearable try'n times for everyone out
there...especially with CASPER's yearly cook-out that was royally fucked up this past week due to Miss COVID19 2020 bitch slapp'n thee entire globe with a major FUCK YOU...make'n everyone enjoy an over-cooked swanson dinner and drink'n daiquiri's outta dixie cups as they were forced to lift and separate from their loved ones that they won't give 2 shits about again til the great gobble gobble arrives...i was even all set to serve a delicious 3 course dinner to my 3 other personalities live’n with me at the moment...but as it turns out...they had no intention of keep'n me company...just cuz i didn't own a complete set of dinnerware so they could all have their very own plate to plate up
(i still need SLUT...TRAMP & SODOMITE)
(i still need SLUT...TRAMP & SODOMITE)
i think the line in Britney's hit pretty much sums up todays queer quandary
"you're toxic i'm slipp'n under...with a taste of a poison paradise"
so kick back and pop some jiffy...cuz this ones a doozy!
i was already completely over play'n a sexy but schizophrenic gerbil in my 2 room shithole (where ebay has gone to die) after 7 days under lock
down so i decided to pack my purse and prophylactics fer a couple of weeks and camp out on my sisters 14 acre farm in southern minnesnowda...ignore'n ALL groom'n habits fer a change since there was no one there that i needed to impress...but after 17 days without my BIC...i thought i was look'n a bit SICK
(& i mean that in a "hey daddy...goin my way?" kinda way)
so i decided to document this momentous occasion with a simple snap...as i never go more than 5 days max before i wanna rip my face off and sent the pic off to the reason that i'm such a merry masochistic mo' after 25 years
(& i mean that in a "hey daddy...goin my way?" kinda way)
it's funny how no one ever says a 5 year old is bein' a narcissistic nancy
when they get their kindergarten photo shoot take'n fer their grandparents to gush over...and even though i felt more like a small child's psychological art project than thee unintentionally internationally unknown perform'n illusionist of my own universe that i usually am...
apparently though...it turned out to be a bee under my age'n faster than a make-up artist on meth stalker's bonnet that i've had the unmitigated pleasure of known'n fer the past 25 years...just cuz i got a few handfuls of kudos from stalkers around the inter-web...which i get since they've never seen me this unkempt in my life (side note: though the acknowledgement is nice...it's not a deal breaker fer me if i get them or not)
so lemme break down fer you the follow'n convo that he decided to start:
to which i replied with a simple yet snarky hair toss'n retort...
you know...as to change the topic that no longer needed ANY credence from me
BUTT apparently...
judgemental judy had some "unresolved issues" or somethin'...instead of just say'n perhaps a simple..."wow...you look like the photochopped love child of Sinead O'Connor and Grizzly Addams!"
the morn'n before all this went down...he had texted me about a pic with
him and i apparently we took some time back...that i wasn't even gonna bother respond'n to cuz i wasn't waste'n time to try and hunt it down since i had just spent the last 6 hours clean'n my niece's old bedroom out so i would have a place to lay my fresh milky untanned flesh down without any interruptions fer a minimum of 4 hrs at the very least in sheepville...as i was ready to hunker down fer the nite and OD on the free movie selections the was offered up by YouTube
so here's where this flight took off almost 24 hrs after ignore'n his request
the plaintiff is in grey...and the defendant in blue is ME unfortunately...keep in mind...i just so happened to catch my reflection in the window bein' kissed by the morn'n sun that day and this was JUST a simple "narcissistic" selfie that E-V-E-R-Y-O-N-E takes when they're "feel'n it" and then went on with the rest of my life that day without interruption...though apparently he wasn't finished twist'n the knife
turns out...i've found out over the years that this is his "achilles heel" when i happen to mention that i have a tooth chipper...and though i do...it's not too brag (even though it's warranted...i have PLENTY of receipts kittens...trust me) it's just to stop his incessant pathetic unsubstantiated barbs he's thrown at me from time to time over the past 25 years
the "egg" he's referr'n to i can only assume is my freshly scalped scalp...but of course...he wasn't completely envious of the "likes" that were all of a sudden popp'n up like STD's...was he?
the only people who follow in real time...the status of someone else's flutter'n flattery cookies...are insecure 12 years olds who dream of gett'n Kankersoredashian status or one who's flown beyond the kookoo's nest
AS IF!...gurl puhleez!...lemme break it down fer you...when yer an unintentionally internationally unknown perform'n illusionist of yer own universe...LIKE MYSELF...you have a certain set of expectations that is expected of you by yer stalkers thru-out the unisver...and one of them IS NOT to have uneven radish tinted skin in yer post...simple pimple!...don't hate...appreciate!
just as i became severely bored carry'n on this cankerous convo with him...another much more pleasant text chimed in from a true unsalted friend ask'n me how my day was...so i filled her in on the situation...
without realize'n I WAS STILL UNDER the 1st annoy'n convo about my simple posted pic...
"that's one sexy ass selfie" said tv's movie critic GENE SHALIT
(hey...if he'd seen it himself i'm sure he would have to agree...that's not bein' conceited...just completely convinced)
tune in next week fer the excrutiate'n conclusion to this exhaust'n mess...
now GET OFF MY DRESS!
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