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Edited on Thu Nov-06-08 10:50 PM by Neshanic
Oh my, what a whirlwind it's been. I don't know if it's the shots I did off Todds ass in the Biltmore Hotel room or the altitude in Arizona, but I am BUSHED I tell ya! Ya gotta give it to Todd, he's been a rock for me, well a stepping stone actually, but he's been supportin me, with barely a peep.
First, I want to clear up the clothing thing. These guys did not tell me that I had a credit limit on the clothes. They just said go buy some. They never did give a number, so I thought that it was OK to just go buy stuff. Now knowing I gotta look good, it's no use for my Todd to look bad and the kids not match up. I am pallin around with Cindy McCain for Chrissakes! She can spot a cheap dress at the distance I would hold off my shot on a baby deer with my shotgun. You don't kid with the Cindy.
So's I goes to the places she goes. They all know her, and from the way I was treated, I didn't see harm in buying at the same stores, even though the ritual feet washin and whipping the staff bringing out the wrong dress was a surprise. You lower 46ers. You do things DIFFERENT! Well we all know what happened, and the the clothes are getting repoed tomorrow by some creepy little guy that was alway staring at me in the meetings when they were craming me with the info stuff on the governin and other boring stuff.
Well, Todd and the whole gang are back in our comfy home, and now I can get back to being a psychotic narcissistic personality disorder Aunt Bee in MY little whole town. I can't wait to see how many people do not treat me the right way, because I learned some things from those big fat republican white guys.
Oh, and if Joe the guy from that tiny state by the state of Long Island asks if you want to see his "Little L", pass.
See ya later, Todd and I are gonna do some crafts tonight.
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