untitled #17
I don’t know what it is about this state that is irking me so much today. Lets dissect this a little bit …
1. Alcohol. Yes, I used to love alcohol. I used to love getting drunk. I used to love being the chick that could hold down an 18 pack and say, lets get some fucking more. Rarra. I used to love shaking for shot, buying shots, receiving shots, and doing a shot in honor of doing a shot. But those times have passed me. I’m not longer that girl. Don’t get me wrong, I love to chill, responsibly with a beer and enjoy it. I tend to get drunk quickly now, so when I say I’m shit faced … it involves less than a six pack. However this fucking state, and some of the god awful fucking residents here are getting on my last fucking nerve about their rendezvous at the bar. For starters, if your a mother of a infant … you fucking suck … I understand that you feel you need to get out say even once a week, but 5 nights a week??? C’Mon son! That isn’t right. When your child is old enough to verbally tell you what they need, it is a different story perhaps, but kudos to you on letting your babysitter develop an attachment with your child. And ladies, please stop telling me this is where I’m going to find my next Mr. Right. Fuck that! We both know that Mr. Right will only be a Mr. Right Now when alcohol is involved. Plus, I don’t feel like dealing with their poor performance because of the liquor. Finally, it’s not a fucking hobby. It really isn’t. Fishing is a hobby, drinking while fishing is not! Camping may be a hobby, but if you can’t raise your tent (no pun intended) because your shit faced, I’m thinking your hobby just failed. I could continue on, but my blood is increasingly boiling more, so we’ll leave it at face there.
2. Guys! Fuck You! Seriously, Guys, Fuck You! The next time I hear a guy say in casual conversation that they enjoy that girls have a personality more than they have a slim waist/big tits/nice ass (insert whatever) I’m gunna call you out. Your are a fucking LIAR. I see more chicks walking around up here with Chris Farley looking mother fuckers when the lady is hotter than shit, I know its not joke she believes is personality. But you fellows are shallow, because if you turn me down repeatedly over some dumb blonde with huge tits and a blank stare, than fuck you! I’m absolutely more than amazing, fat ass and all. You want humor, I got it. No drama, I’m right there with you. You want to be able to go hang out with your boys, good because honestly, I need a break every now and then. I could go on, but you’ll never know this because your too fucking dumb chasing the jersey shore look alike whores.
3. The Weather. Enough Said. Its fucking Wisconsin.
4. Lack of interesting things to do. WHAT THE FUCK … i’m tired of drinking for jesus. polkaing outta my shoes. sausage festing it (edible sausage that is). Cheese days? What the fuck is that? Going up north … How much further north can you possibly fucking get. Welcome to Canada Ehe?
I know what you are thinking … It was my choice to move here. Yes, Yes sir, you most certainly are correct. I’m not a native of the state so I hold no loyalty or obligation to stay here. But for the time being I’m stuck existing here. Not being able to fully live because with the exception of a select few, people really fucking suck at life. I’m pretty sure I’ve worn out my use for the word fuck, so in conclusion.
Fuck This Shit … I wanna Return Home!
