A friend told me one of the reasons he loved me was for my ability to spew amusing streams of profanity. I think this may be why the fires of hell have decided to rise up from the dregs of the earth and set up shop on my face right near my mouth. Lucifer must have heard me tell everyone to 'get fucked' at that party last week and thought I could provide the proper nurturing for hell on earth.
For this talent, I'd like to thank my Mom, Chevy Chase and that little girl from Flatliners who punctuates her perfect profane spew on Kevin Bacon with "you ass-lickin' son of a bitch!"
4 comments:
You know its true, i do really love that about you.
You really do.
Let me count the ways
Its a good thing that I'm here to model the behavior of a proper lady or you'd be in trouble.
Thanks for the kids books by the way!
I'll give you five cents and the opportunity to change my cat litter if you guess who I am.
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