Of course it is.
and rebellious, and often you do. You also are
intelligent and maybe surprisingly sensitive,
though God help anyone who said that in front
of your friends.
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Perfectly. I wish I could take that picture to work with me tonight. Goddamn "Lil Girl" called off and now I'm stuck with an ASSHOLE taking her place.
Last time I had to work with the bitch that's working tonight, she thought it'd be funny to repeatedly play some rap song on the jukebox by some white fuckhead, M&M, or what-the-hell-ever he calls himself.
Don't know and don't care.
All I know is that I'm ALLERGIC to rap. It makes me break out in FISTS. I hate IT, I hate rappers, I hate assholes who play it, I REALLY hate muthafuckers who force it on ya out of their gangsta-mobiles. I wish there'd be a huge rap war and they'd all kill each other and the next time I see or hear of some moron even thinking about suggesting that Micky Dolenz was "the first rapper", they die. (Some utter horseshit I saw somewhere on here yesterday. What a fuckin' INSULT to Micky...) If there's any way to get me to give back my Friday/Saturday nights, it's gonna be to "make me put up with this asshole too often". She had me so pissed...
I kept rejecting the shit and she kept playing it, so I finally just turned the fuckin' thing down all the way and made sure it stayed that way. And, the next time I see "Lil Girl"... ugh.
She better be next to dead now, or she will be then.
Call off and stick me with this cuntbag, will she?
And, no, she is NOT sick.
She (LG) has another job, bartending at a nasty-assed titty bar down the road from the restaurant. The "strippers" come in after they get done
And...
I truly wish I was just being mean or exaggerating, but, alas, I'm not. These are the sorriest-lookin' buncha hootchies you ever saw. Fat, apathetic, limp hair, dead eyed... ick. Not ONE of them is remotely cute. Anyway, Dipshit works there days and was supposed to work for one of the regular night chicks tonight, but, noooooooo. Can't do it all, can ya, Dipshit?
And, I also know she makes more there than at the restaurant, but still.... DON'T DO THAT.
DON'T BE STICKIN' ME WITH THAT FRICKIN' BITCH. So, yeah... I'm kinda pissed.
Kinda tired, too. AND, George just called by radio.
He and the (expletives deleted) KID will be here in a coupla hours. *siiiigh* Well, good. Whatever. Guess that means I oughta go pick and clean and wash and put away.... as opposed to going to sleep for a while, LIKE I WUZ GUNNA. Fuck me runnin', ya know? (Well, ya better know, 'cuz about the only way anybody is gonna get a chance to fuck me in any way shape or form, good OR bad, is gonna be ON THE RUN, obviously...) Oh, and just by the way...
I'm actually ready for the bitch's bullshit at work tonight.
Bought myself a six pack of Double-A batt'ries for my Walkman and I'm taking that and damned near every CD I own with me.
She starts her shit tonight, I'm gonna take that Walkman and those batt'ries and... KNOCK HER ASS OUT WIDDEM!!!!!!
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Rap is a perfect "art form" for dumbshits who can't carry a tune and who are either too lazy, too stupid or too incapable of deferring gratification long enough to learn how to play a musical instrument. It's easier to simply shout a bunch of bullshit to a techno rhythm track.
Rap is crap.
Rap is crap.
Posted by: Jim - PRS at August 26, 2005 09:51 PM (BjDAE)
Posted by: Stevie at August 27, 2005 10:57 PM (gD9eB)
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