Amy
When my next door neighbor came over to let me know I was considered the official wicked witch of the neighborhood, I laughed in his face.
When he called the police on me for stepping on his lawn, and they came and laughed *with* me...I let him know and then laughed in his face again.
He's a 28 year old encephalic body builder male...with an insipid and crappy 45 year old "Peruvian kitten" fiancé as a future wife, who he puts on the lawn to get the garbage collectors to take their stuff before anyone else's...
My mode of action here is total disdain. I laugh a lot. Out loud and in front of them. And a little get back...i just LOVE it when they show their asses!
But I think I qualify, since I'm the witch- and I really kinda like it. Down here its the only way to get any respect.
Don't like being dissed, that sucks, and anyone who does so will find that they were messing with someone they should of just left alone. I don't pick fights, but shit, when I am invited I will attend! And I'm not above throwing sucker punches...
As far as the whiney females...Goddamn!!! that does get really old sometimes...i try to be nice for about 30 seconds, but then my cover is blown and I just get real tired and say so, and then walk away forever...who needs it? God, they are just so not worth it. I'm tired of wimpy women and wimpy men who have been carefully taught how to wine...they need to grow up.
So that's it.
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