OH MY LORD.
Ok you bitches, it has been a while since I posted or read anything on this here blog. Not because I don’t like DUH. That would never happen. I lurve her.
But I have been on a mission for 2008 to be a new, positive year for me. I have vowed to stay away from drama, stay positive and make this a good year.
Can you believe some tramp had the nerve to email me with this? I am so utterly insulted, I could spit.
If you haven’t checked it out already, head on over to PTLies. There are two newer threads. One is a continuation of “Deep Throat”. The newest thread is about how she is using the word “investigator” which is actually against the law and could result in a $5000 fine. Oh yes bitches, Tracy is allegedly breaking the law.
For your viewing and listening pleasure, I present to you the Violent Femmes. You be the judge on the meaning of this song.
When I’m out walking I strut my stuff yeah I’m so strung out
I’m high as a kite I just might stop to check you out
let me go on like I blister in the sun
let me go on big hands I know your the one
body and beats I stain my sheets I don’t even know why
my girlfriend she’s at the end she is starting to cry
let me go on like I blister in the sun
let me go on big hands I know your the one…
Since all you bitches keep talking about your pussies, vajayjays, who has and pyramids, I thought this song would entertain you. I tried to figure out a way to put it up, but can’t figure it out. So for now you have a link only.You can’’t expect perfection all the time! OH ~ Here’s a shout out to my girl who HATES Prince aka “The Artist”. BITCH! 😉
http://thatguyfromthatplace.vox.com/library/audio/6a00d41448df76685e00e3989c799a0002.html
Banned from the Bitchfest: Pink Truth Can Bite My Ass 