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To my Father:
I think you have lost most if not all of what's left of your mind! Why do you continue to send emails to my mother? She DIVORCED you in 1975, when I was 1, I have seen the decree! But yet you continue to send her and me crazy as hell emails. What in the HOLY CRAP BATMAN for? This I do NOT understand! You have a wife, she's your 6th--yes I cannot stand her--if you just want someone to talk to, look over at her! Good God man, can you get a life? Then these stupid as hell emails have to do with immigration! WFT!!!! Are you SMOKING now? Why do you have a problem with immigrants? What is your issue? Are people STILL confusing you for a Mexican? Is that the problem? Good God man, you're 65 years old, get over it! Tell them what you are and MOVE THE FU$%#@$#^@%K on! You're getting on my LAST nerve with this, "throw the immigrants out, my parents are legal aliens" yadda, yadda, yadda crap! Fool, you parents emigrated--there is a big as HELL difference and IF you CANNOT tell the difference, GO BACK TO SCHOOL! DAYMN! I get so sick of that shit I cannot stand it! It makes me want to smack the crap outta you for days! Your parents came from a territory of the US fool! It makes them citizens and since YOUR dumb azz was BORN in NY, what in the WORLD do you think this makes you? But then again, since you haven't paid taxes since I was 10 and haven't worked since I was 21, I don't know WHY I EXPECT you to do any differently! If you ARE such a CONCERNED American citizen, why don't you vote and hmmm...I dunno, PAY YOUR FREAKIN TAXES? Although I love you, I think that you need more of a life than me! And I wonder why your oldest son is soooo much like you! Just do me and MY mother a fav, keep your crazy political commentaries to yourself and YOUR wife (AKA--the stepmonster) and stop sending them to my Momma, o.k. Love, Your baby daughter, K |
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Don't you just love fathers who are jackasses? :rolleyes: That's why I can't stand my father!!!!! See my post from the 30th..... :mad: |
Dear Older Women Co-Workers:
I know you all hate me because I'm articulate, my face is always in the paper with white people because I'm smart. I know you all hate me because I don't sag, because I actually wear a belt, because even when I'm at work my SWAGG is still official, still on another level, still 100% ridiculous. I know you all hate me because your daughters start feigning every time they get a glimpse of me, because I don't care when you try to talk about the way I dress, I just laugh and let you talk. Well I'm here to say that I understand why you would hate me. I wouldn't be able to stand myself either, but understand this..I'm on another level because I don't want to be your age working at a job like this one, where you have no benefits, no room for advancement, stuck in your same position for the rest of your life unless you decide to do something about and find a real job, better yet start a career. Maybe you should look at me not because dressed to impressed no matter where I am, but rather look at the fact that my name and picture is always in the paper for something good. Maybe you should look at me and think, damn maybe I should do something with my life. Cause guess what, in Five years I'll be out of school, I'll be 23 going on 24 and I'll have a Degree in Architecture and be well on my way to making that real money, and in 10 who know's I might have a family and hopefully be teaching my son or daughter how to get out there in school and do exactly what I did, PURSUE MY DREAMS instead of staying in that Hell hole that you all call jobs. P.S. Your daughters are only jockin me cause of the way I carry myself, it says so much about my character, and this SWAGG I got, well it speaks for itself. Dont ask me to toss you a bone when I start makin dat money, CAUSE IT AINT HAPPENIN!! And noticed I only addressed this to the Women because they are always the ones who have something to say, and you dont see any dudes workin here your age, we're all Teenagers or Managers, who are actually getting money K.E.C |
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Dear Father:
Why in the heezy do you constantly send me crap about sending illegal immigrants to the BFE? Why do you always send me something that has a racial overtone? Why me? Why do I get this from you? Please tell me why? Do you not realize that two of your children are bi-racial? Do you not realize that when you send me this crap I really want to go to FL and smack the living crap outta you until my hand hurts and I get tired of hitting you? Do you not realize what it is that you are "unconsciously" saying to me? Why do I get such "lovely" gifts from you? And then you wonder why you get no father's day cards, no birthday cards, and that I would put you in a nursing home if you couldn't take care of yourself? And you wonder why I really only call you every 3 months. What is the problem that you don't seem to "understand?" Pops, you have some severe issues and some severe problems, so could you just get your S$#%@#$%T together and stop sending me this crap. Your loving child, Only grown child that talks to you. |
Here we go again.....
Dear Kim:
Just because I accepted your friend request on Facebook doesn't mean everything is saccharin again. I'm taking baby steps regarding you, and you in turn have shown your azz once again by tripping over yourself to get to me and acting like the *in my Bootz voice* thirsty azz, desperate azz, parasitic azz b!@tch */Bootz voice* you are by telling me you need my help with your campaign. Granted I forgave you for the tirade and all the words in it awhile ago, but best believe I will NEVER FORGET. So, if I decide to help you, it will be a STRICT business arrangement between you and I. So please refrain for asking me for personal services like child care (for you or your hoodrat friends), house cleanting, or the like. That will be recognized as outside of the scope of the business of helping with your campaign. Now that the boundaries have been set and my Mega B!@+ch switch has been flipped, do you still want or need my help? |
Yo, its cool that were the only two people of color in the dept/office and we both belong to BGLO's but if you walk into my office one more time kickin up your f&*kin leg and perpetrating the most exaggerated and wackiest shimmy...lady…I swear we gon have some serious problems.
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Someone left the gate open and let this hoe escape!
Dear M:
Chapter 1: I heard your Black azz complain ALL.PH*CKIN.NIGHT.LONG about how your lemon juice was almost gone and how "ni99az" just done off your stuff. So me being me, I bought the same brand lemon juice and refilled your bigger bottle so you could have lemon juice for your tea and whatever else. I also bought a bottle of store brand lemon juice for everyone else to use. When you saw the bottle refilled, you mumbled something under your breath and sucked your teeth. You're extremely lucky I don't own a steel bat to smash your face in and I was in a good mood from watching The Boondocks on DVD. Hmph, it's a shame you're just like your father and an exact replica of your grandmother- a fellow Aquarius who was (she passed a few months ago) a cold, detached, unemotional, hurtful ice crotch. Chapter 2: Yesterday, I heard your 7 year-old son tell his grandmother, "I think I'm a moron. I missed my bus today." Grandmother responded, "You're not a moron." He replied, "Yes I am, my mommy said so." Now looka here, hoe! You can do whatever you want with your rude little child who calls his aunt and uncle by their first names instead of Aunt ________ or Uncle __________. But the next time you even so much as blink the wrong way, IT'S.GOING.DOWN!!! Like Bernie Mac said, "You're grown enough to talk back, you're grown enough to get PH*CKED UP!!!!!!!!" |
Oh you suppose to be mad cause I wouldn't got to the store during the Redskins game...and we lost! You better be glad I don't show my a$$ all nite in front of your lame ass co-workers cause I'm pissed!
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Dear Stupid,
You have no concept of research. No one likes you. You have NO friends. You asked if I'd kick it with you and your visiting friends and I quickly let you know I have friends I'd rather spend time with. You wont make it. Ever. You're sloppy, lazy, hypocritical, ass backward, and pathetic. And FYI: your hair looks a HAM! Throwing up food is NOT cutting calories. And weight loss requires work ethic which is probably why you're still fat and complaining. What in your little mind made you think it was OK to take my idea and try to use it for your paper? Especially when we are in the same class and have to do the same paper. When you text'd me to tell me that you were going to do it you knew you shouldn't and wanted to get my "OK" so you wouldn't feel like a plagiarizing fool. Well you picked the wrong one on the wrong day. Lucky for you I was unable to fully express myself at the time we spoke, but I damn sure meant it when I said it was a bad idea because 1. you'll piss me off and 2. our professor WILL know. Did you really think I'd let your dumb ass steal my idea and claim it like your own? WTF is wrong with you? Have you not heard of integrity? Probably not because you're the same messy trife broad who walked two blocks to take back a container of shrimp fried rice that you ate a quarter of AND got at a reduced rate (because you didn't have enough for tax) under the guise that "it wasn't spicy enough". Not only did you take it back, but on the way back to the dorm in response to me telling you not to ever do any trife isht like that again while I'm with you (because I don't roll like that) you said "I don't care. At least I got some food in my stomach and my 5 dollas back." Not to mention my bestie who's told me the horror stories of how you left the bathroom when y'all lived in the same space. I know you're trife, but I never expected you'd be this stupid. We both know that you have a crush on this professor and are always on his jock. He pays you no mind. You come to him seeking validation and wanting to have your ego stroked. Girl BOO! I come to him with progressive thoughts and ideas. Me vs. you? No competition. Your rep for being "down/progressive/pan-African" is weak where mine is strong and has been for years. Google me hoe! I'm pissed that you thought to steal my idea and then TELL ME like I wouldn't do anything about it! I should smack the isht out of you for even thinking of stealing anything of mine. I'm livid about the fact that you want to take an interesting and intelligent idea from me and use it in what I know will be an ill-written, poorly researched, half-assed, insignificant, insufficient piece of pure D isht! You can steal my thesis, but can you support it? Do you have anything to add to it? No! And you had the nerve to say some isht like "Its not so much me stealing your idea. Its more like a universal thought or belief system" Boolshat!!! Bytch you didn't think that thought and you cant comprehend the basis for it. Stop swagga jacking, get a life, get a man (since you're always talking about how everyone else has one. Not that I think one would want you), pick up some books, and stop trying to justify your trife ways. GTFOH!!!!! |
^^ lol dayum!
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Ah, the saga continues with this stupid broad. You called me today and said "hey. where are you." To which I responded kindly "at the mall" when I wanted to say minding my own damn business where you should be. I was cordial. You then proceeded to try to tell me "Ugh. I'm so frustrated because..." And before you could finish I said "that sounds like a personal problem and that aint got s*ht to do with me." Then you decided that you should get off the phone. I agreed and hung up on you without another thought. Seconds later you call me back and ask "is everything ok with you?" To which I respond "everythings fine with me. You're clearly the one with the problem, but I cant help you with that you might try a mental health clinic though." Then you asked "well is there a problem with you and me?" I said: "did you miss the whole conversation about you STEALING my idea?" You: "Oh you're still on that. You would have to have written a paper and since yours is non-existant its not even stealing. Plus I'm a better writer than you anway." To which I responded "Bytch please. Steal my idea if you want to you'll find out how ill I can get. You'll need me before I'll ever need you." Then you had the nerve to hang up on me. Clearly you're really stupid. Step 1: Embarass you in front of our professor for being dumb enough to steal my idea. Step 2: Have a short convo with a friend of mine who's, well you know who she is. Step 3: When you call asking for a ride, or help with your paper, or send me a facebook message asking to borrow money from me (yeah I got your message I just didnt respond because I wasnt going to lend you a damn thing. You couldn't borrow free space from me.) Step 4: Ensure that my friends (the people who you call friends who don't give a damn about you. Which was made clear when NONE of them showed up to your birthday get together. I only showed up because I said I would and was told they'd be there. You didnt inform me that they weren't coming until I had already arrived and even that was over the phone because you were late.) ALL know that you aren't welcome anywhere we go. They won't mind because they don't give a damn about you anyway. Step 5: Laugh! You don't get that my swag is always on point because I know who and who's I am. I'm comfortable with me mind body and soul. You are a confused little girl still trying to find and define herself. You're a follower. Which is especially sad because you're two years older than I am. No matter how many ways you try to slice this you are already well on your way to being a funny memory that my friends and I will share from our college days. ps: And please believe YOU WILL BE DEALT WITH on tuesday at 5pm. Dont think I didnt notice you werent in class today. Its okay, Professor and I will catch you one day. I may forgive, but I never forget. If you ever again in your life disrespect me you'll regret it even more than I'm going to make you regret this stupid mistake. |
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haha after her stupidness and audacity i can't help but be curious. lol
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Dear People at that Sorry Excuse for a Care Facility:
I don't want to think this because I don't want to waste my energy on you, but I hope that all of you, every one of you that had a hand in what has happened, has to endure the suffering that we have experienced in these past weeks. I hope that you feel it ten-fold and I want to believe that what comes around goes around because every single one of you deserves it for being so cavalier where a human life is concerned. Her life is worth more than your money, but that is all that you seem to care about it. I don't care what you thought of her, her life has value, and you were entrusted to care for her. You have made it infinitely clear though that her life and her suffering mean nothing. If it is in my power to make sure that this never happens to another one of your patients, I will do it. |
Dear L:
As much as I love you, you can be an aggravating jerk sometimes. Why, you ask? Welp, I'll break it down into bite-size pieces so you can understand: 1) The last time I heard from your Black azz before this past Monday was about a MONTH ago! 2) When I asked you LAST MONTH what you were doing for your b'day (which is tomorrow), you told me you were supposed to be going out to a casino with some friends. So I had made plans to help a friend of mine this weekend. 3) When you called me on Monday, I was HELLA happy to hear from you. You told me what was new with you and I was happy about what was going on with you. Then you proceed to ask me if I was coming to visit you for your b'day. I then told you no b/c I thought you were going to Detriot and I made plans. You told me that trip was cancelled and said it was messed up that I wasn't coming to see you for your b'day. Now listen here, nucca!!! If you REALLY wanted me to go see you, you would've called me A LOT sooner than this past Monday to say your trip got cancelled, and I could've changed my plans. Also, if you would've called me back after hanging up on me while you were on hold (I couldn't call you back b/c you blocked the number you were calling from- you were probably calling from your kids' mother's phone), I could've gotten a bomb azz price for my R/T ticket! And I could've also informed you that my friend decided to postpone the trip! So, your stubborn pride got in the way of me getting to you. Now you need to build your bridge and get the hayle over it!!!!! |
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I don't give two F%$cks if your shirts says Harvard Alum....wipe off the bench when you get off A$$hole!
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