My father-in-law had a stroke last summer, like, the day I woke up or the day before... I wrote down a list things to do because it was obvious that mental illness combined with terrible diet caused his stroke.
He followed most of the advice--because he works for kaiser permanente and he knew I was right about those things... just not the veggies and water... he decided to stick with good ol' alcorexia (a person that mainly lives off booze)... and got worse.
He said something terribly inappropriate to me in front of my husband and my mother-in-law... and because neither one piped up and let my big mouth go... he's hated me ever since...
He is practically a zombie, now. But he still remembers me as the bitch that tore him down for being a dick! Dude! I told you how to get better! That does't mean act like a pig!
I'm supposed to feel bad for him... but he's a fucking asshole to me, now! So... I just want to irritate him and it's hard to hold back when the old koot is down for a fight! He wants to play poker. I'm going to steal his beer and drink it in front of him...
he's going to be a dick and my husband will beg to let the dying man win... but I'm so bitchy right now I'ma be like, "THAT OLD FUCKER IS A BASTARD AND HE'S JUST DONE!!! TO QUOTE THE DICK, HIMSELF, 'HE SHOULD BE TAKEN OUT BACK AND SHOT!!!'"
...and my husband will just calmly repeat himself, "Just let it go... you're right... he deserves everything you say and worse..." and I figure my husband, the adorable capitalist, will say something else along the lines of, "he didn't change his will after the stroke... so we're still going to get pretty much everything when he dies."
So, you see, fuct-up-ed-ness touches every little bit of the AntiChrist's life just because she's a li'l sexy. It doesn't matter if five little bratty men try to tell me I'm ugly... there's no way that's possible with the grossness I have to deal with ALL THE GOD DAMN TIME!!!
If you are ugly... I want you to go out and dance in the fukkin' street right now... because there re some hassles you will just never have! DANCE IN THE STREET, NOW!!!
I love ugly people! you're better!
...so help out the world peace movement so pretty women don't stay rape targets along with children. That was too much... I'm sorry.