I have found that the definition of the word bliss doesnt
fit this blog at all, for the true definition of it is just this....
bliss
–noun - supreme happiness; utter joy or contentment: wedded bliss. ..
*And that, my friends, is why I chose the subject line that I did so
carefully....
So here is a story that happend last night, that I’m just not too
happy about at all... In fact, I’m beyond pissed, if there is even a beyond
after pissed... So follow me here in the oblivion of BITCH-ASSNESS!!!
Get this!!!! This mother fucker comes in at almost 3 in the am and is
drunk off his ass, acting all weird like standing at the front door for like
five minutes silent before he moves to the bathroom, then he goes upstairs, so
John and I decide okay its late, lets go to bed... SO we are laying in bed and
we hear him puking!!!!! So we go to open his door and its locked!!! So I pick
the fucking lock with a bobbypin and he’s laying on the floor in the dark with
puke, not just any kind of puke, GREEN puke, and piss all over the floor and
his pants!! SO I’m yelling and screaming telling him to get his ass up... And
he ends up going to the downstairs bathroom, our clean clothes and clothes we
are still washing, are in there mind you.... And he locks the door in there,
and he’s in there for fucking ever... By then, John and I are so pissed beyond
repair its not even funny.... So John, no shit, kicks the door down!!!! And
what to our wondering eyes should appear??? This motherfucker SHIT HIMSELF!!
And was trying to wash his underwear and shirt in the washing machine!!! And
then, since John kicked the door down and he was butt ass naked, he tries to
cover up with one of our CLEAN towels that we just washed and gets shit alllll
over it! So he has shit from head to toe, smeared all over his back... And it
stunk so fucking bad!!!!! And when John opened up the washing machine, the
water was so brown you couldnt even tell what was in it!!!!! So John made him
get out of the house, and to take his sopping wet shirt and underwear out of
the washer, and the mother fucker stuck his hand in arm deep shitty water and
got his clothes, and gets shitty water all over my house! And then he wouldnt
leave so I pretended to call PMO (military police for those of you who arent
down with the Corps lingo) and he finally left!!!!!! I was so pissed.. So now
my house smells like shit and puke! I’m uberly discusted and just dont
understand how someone who is 20 years old doesnt know how to wipe his own ass
let alone shit in a fucking toilet, and end up getting his fucking FECES all
over him and everything he touches... Just Yuck, plain yuck! Well my house will
be spotless by the end of the day or I will kill him... Which I left out that I
did threaten his life with a broom if he wouldnt get out of my house... But you
know how normal people swing it like a bat, not me, I had it like a spear and I
was aiming for his eyeballs... So next time you come to my house people make
sure you know how to use the restroom in a proper manner!!!
LOVE YOU ALL! Thanks for tuning in!!
-MaiTai
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