Where to start...I've been officially elected 'PR Bitch' in a chat room
I'm a regular in...and speaking of chat etiquette, those random guys
with names like 'HARD8INCHES4U'...
why is it always ME that they have to send their private messages to?
Just because my name is remotely feminine, doesn't automatically mean
that when THEY decide to PM me and DEMAND to know how old I am and my
measurements...that I'm just gonna JUMP at the 'chance' to talk to one
of these brainless glue sniffing twits. First of all, I'm not talking
to anyone who can't hold their own in the ROOM'S conversation, second of
all, if these assheads decide that I'm 'worthy' enough to talk to
them...then obviously the jerk is someone I don't want to talk to in the
first place if all he cares about is what I look like.
I'm neurotic
about spelling and grammar and such, why shouldn't I expect people to
put forth as much effort as I do to present myself in the kindest light
possible? Then there's the cases where some 'tard decides to fight with
you, you CLEARLY show them that they have the mental capacity of an
artichoke compared to you, and THEN they hit on you 'hey...you're a
bitch! what do you look like?' UGHHHH! Why are people so goddamn
annoying?
Of course, then you have the females who deserve to be put in
a giant cuisinart and turned into mulch for all the mental effort they
put forth: "ANY GUYS BETWEEN 15 and 27 3/4 WANT TO CHAT WITH A 14 Y/O
PRE-PUBESCENT NAIVE CRACK SMOKER???? PRESS 911!" ARGGG! why do girls
sell themselves like that??? Any girl her right sane mind would know
that you can be the BIGGEST wench on earth (and look great doing it) and
STILL have guys itching to get in your pants...DUH...we have what THEY
want, and if they can't deal with the attitude, then they can go fuck
a sheep or a RealDoll or whatnot.
I found the perfect boyfriend a few
weeks ago: he praises me mercilously, SHARES my opinion on these
dumbass people, KNOWS how to spell and use big words on an everyday
basis; he's good in bed -hasn't asked me for a goddamn blowjob yet -- and I
don't even HAVE to be a bitch to him!
Yes! I want to read more from Real Life Heartless Bitches
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