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:D Oooooh, teena!! Connie Chung is gonna get you!! *teena runs off the stage sniffling and snotting after the results are read, falls on the floor and screams, "NOOOOOOOO!!!"* :( *Lil John and the Eastside Boys break out into song, "I'm Not Da Daddy (WHAT!!)* :o |
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AW Lawd NOOOOOO!!!! WHO GONNA HELP ME WITH DEEZ BAD @#% KIDS?!?!? **continues rolling on ground like on fire** ** Thinking-I dont remember sleeping wit him. MAURY POVICH?!?!? I wonder how much he worth. hmmmm** |
I gotta bring up the subject at hand.
2 Kimberly Arrison: I told you if you called again I was gonna let you have it. The nerve of you people. Yes I called you out of your name, but so would you if someone called you at all times of the evening pretending to be an "old friend". No I don't care if it's your job. Yes I filed a complaint against you. No i won't give you my current address. And you have a nice day. 2 my co-work: You're old and your husband abandoned you. I understand that your lack of a social life forces you to be nosey, rude, and nastey. But must you file stupid complaints against me. Must you use my desk when I'm not here? Why do you use my phone and cough all over the receiver? There are pens in the supplies cabinet, why must you steal the ones on my desk? I know you like to use the shredder for no reason at all, but why must you do it when I'm on the phone? Oh, and Jesus loves you too (I know what you really mean when you say that). 2 Mom and Dad: I want my money back or y'all gonna see a side of me y'all ain't never seen before. :mad: ...3,2,1...1,2,3,...What the hell is bothering me...deep breath...:D |
Dear Mr. Post Man:
Why is it necessary to try and stuff ALL my mail in that lil bitty @ss box? Don't you realize that you are tearing up my JET and EBONY magazines? Common Sense should tell you to just put them in the door! You got one more time and that's yo @ss Mr. Post Man! |
2 da B%$#h in the HR Dept: I know my timesheet was late, but I can't send it in without the proper signatures. I don't appreciate the fact that you felt the need to call my supervisor and lie on me. This was the first time I ever sent my timesheet in late, no I didn't say she is never here to sign it, and no I did not cop a tude with you. I wish you could see me spelling the word B-I-T-C... with my pen in the air. That is what you are. Everyone knows that. You send people checks late, dock them for hours they deserved, file complaints against them for stealing time when you and everyone else knows y'all do the same. This is the first time you messed with me, because I'm always up on my game. It better be the last, because management just might find out about those supplies I saw you carrying to your car the other day when you thought no one was looking.
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To my supervisor: You thought you were being funny when you ran up and gave the person next to me a grin and a big 'ol hug, and didn't even give me a look. That's okay, because I was two thoughts away from putting my foot up your @ss. If you don't get off my dudes jock! You over there swinging like Tarzan. He don't even like you. By the way, I spoke to another student's parent today about y'all sending them letters at the last minute saying their kid wasn't going to graduate and guess what...I transferred the call to your stupid @ss! I hope she sues y'all!
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Update!
Hey everyone. My nephew still does the things I mentioned previously, and the last time he spit on me, I popped his little azz in the mouth. Good thing he didn't cry, but he got angry and said in his lil angry voice, "Leemeealone." I was like, "Lil nucca please." But the next time he does any of that stuff, it's on and I'ma advise his momma to tear his little azz up before I get to him and do it myself.
On to the next person/people: to the Jewish people who continually park in our reserved parking spot- If you can't read, I'm sorry but you need to go back to school and take some literacy classes. The sign CLEARLY says, "RESERVED PARKING" for the company I work for, which means if you're going to the got-dayum supermarket, YOU CAN'T PARK THERE!!!!!!!!!!!! :mad: The parking is reserved for my boss, her partners and/or our customers! The next time your dumb azzes park there, you WILL be ticketed and towed away, you sorry azz bustaz!!!!!!!! Don't think that b/c you're Jewish you can get away with everything. RESPECT THE DAYUM SIGN BINCHES!!!!!!!! |
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Marquise....your new siggy is what they want.
To my extracurricular supervisor- I luv you like a play cousin. You gots one mo time to have me show up and you not need me and you not call me in advance. I AM A BUSY WOMAN. Please dont waste my time. The next time I will chop you in the throat. To my house. PLEASE CLEAN YOUR SELF. I dont have have time to do it and I am sick of all these roaches sitting at the table when I go to sit down and have dinner. One even slapped me and told me to get up and do the laundry. Mr. Roach-You dont know me like that. :eek: :p |
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To the new neighbors: I told your country @sses about parking in my space. Better yet, why do you choose to stay up all night having bar-b-ques? I know that in the trailor park, work is feared so you can receive government checks, but once again, this is not the trailor park! Y'all do beer runs like crack heads looking for their next hit! And to the little sickly skinny one, I guess I'm supposed to be cool with you because you have Rick Ross's "Hustlin" as a ringtone--that does not you down for the cause. One more night of partying and it's goin' down!
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NO. He gave me :eek:a ham(only) sammich and no drink and told me to get in there and wash those clothes and when I get done, GET OUT. That right there is some ole' bulljunk. I think I am going to register for ya'll class next semester, cuz now even my roaches are punking me. |
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