I know, it’s been like forever, but tonight I was bored and decided to head on over to PT to see what’s shaking with the lovely ladies over there. Especially Raisinberry. I like my women drunk and mouthy, don’t ya know. Anyway if you’re looking for cattiness and good clean bitchy entertainment, as I was tonight, PT won’t let you down.
At the risk of offending some family members and friends, I have to say something. You people who walk around with that little cell phone thing hanging out of your ear and talking to yourself in the grocery store/mall/etc. are jackasses. Seriously. You’re not that important.
I can understand using it in the car. I mean, the jury is still out on whether it actually is safer than a traditional cell phone, but it couldn’t be more dangerous. But the freaks that walk around all day long with that thing in their ear need to check themselves. You might as well wear a sign around your neck that says, “I’m retarded”. ( Yes, I went there.) It’s worse than grown ups wearing velcro shoes. It’s worse than a fanny pack.
When I see you coming toward me talking to thin air, I mentally mark you… JACKASS. You are forever branded in my mind. I can’t be the only one that feels that way. So as you prepare to walk out the door to start your day, and you’re strapping that contraption to the side of your face, know that just by that simple act you are making yourself a target.
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