Comments to my Commenters!
Fuckity fuck fuck!
I just had a whole post typed up as Comments to my Commenters and I lost it...so I'll redo it, just in short form this time.
It was a good post. I had just walked in the house, got a cup of tea and sat my half drunken ass down to type. You guys really missed it this time.
So to my first commenter Lauren :
I have no problem going out to smoke, that doesn't bother me at all, it's the crusty ol' twats who think they should give me a nasal assault everytime I walk by them that bothers me. What they need is a furious rub with a washcloth doused in industrial strength cleaner.
Now as for Marc and Booboo, they are two of the greatest friends a girl could ever have. Hey, they came and sprung me out of Ohio hell not even a full day after dropping me off after our road trip. How many people would turn around and come back to get ya after that? You had better get your Motor City Titties up here to hang with us. I know for a fact that the guys would welcome you to the cottage with arms open wiiiide!
Now for Mr Fabulous :
Yes, the last few days I have been having awesome mood swings. Hormonal drunken monkey am I!
People honestly do wear the adult diapers to the casino so that they won't have to get up to go to the bathroom. Isn't that just sick. Not to generalize or stereotype, but this practice is quite popular among asian men.
Alright I'm tired as hell, and I want to get a decent sleep since I have to work tonight. Lets just hope that I make good tips to make serving all those cranky bastards worthwhile.
Good night
posted by Donna at
11/26/2006 04:36:00 a.m.
4 comment(s):
hmmm maybe that’s a way I can make a buck...
instead of the tray slung around my neck with cigars etc... “orright get yer Depends here, two for the price of one, roll up, roll up”
But yes in my years at the club the one armed bandits certainly did have a hold of our asian members...so I can see the possibility of them being like that. Don't understand it mind you. Ugh.
Oh and congrats on yer computer. Yay.
By
apositivepessimist, at
1:04 p.m.
Yes, some people feel the need to be assholes even when we yield to their wishes. . . No argument there. . .
I would love to haul my silicone sisters up there, but preferably when the weather is a little warmer. Let's work on something for next spring. . . I have a huge HUGGSS!! with your name on it Sweetie!
Have no doubt, I was fully prepared to call in sick to come and get you out of that whole mess. Nobody treats my friends like that. And beleive me, we'd have had a blast cramming my car as full as possible and driving you home. But, I'm glad Marc and Boo Boo were able to help you out.
Stay in touch Hon. . .
HUGGSS!!
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Lauren, at
4:18 p.m.
OK, so where the hell was my brain??
You know you and your friends are welcome in my home any time you want to come party in Motown. It's not as scary as the media wants you to beleive (Motown, not my home LOL!!) I've even been known to serve up a decent meal or two. . .
Love ya!!
By
Lauren, at
6:39 p.m.
Hope the tips were big and the cranky bastards were little.
By
Cassandra, at
12:37 a.m.
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