Here’s the sauce, mother fucker. There’s something wrong with your mind. You are so delusional, so narcissistic, you don’t even see your face right in the mirror. I’ve dealt with your mental fucking sickness, your arrogant “hate” for fat people; an opinion which I can’t beg you to keep to yourself and NOT shout it out in a diner. You are the worst person I have ever known. You don’t own me, and you certainly don’t have my heart anymore. I loathe you. Crash, burn and die —Doe
This article appears in Oct 9-15, 2014.
Ummm, mental illness can significantly change someone’s personality. And if you loved them so much, why give up on them because they are ill? And oddly, you sign off using your “pet name”… are you really done or are you just menstrual?
AVOID DINERS
“I’ve dealt with your mental fucking sickness, your arrogant ‘hate’ for fat people; an opinion which I can’t beg you to keep to yourself and NOT shout it out in a diner.” Doe
You must try to avoid diners. The cooking is usually an artery-blocking, fat-saturated, cholesterol bomb, no doubt where you picked up your enormous girth which, in turn, resulted in his mental fucking sickness.
A pleasure as always.
Cheerio!
Fat people probably made his dinner, so that’s really non-sensical.
This guy doesn’t have mental issues you idiot, he’s just an asshole. This means that there is nothing special about your situaion, you’re just another girl dating an asshole that’s all like “If only I could change him!” “It’s not his fault he ran over that woman, then laughed manically” and doesn’t seem to see it… well except you did but i bet it took a while!! Go get yerself a nice unattractive guy who will actually be nice to people!!
doe, a deer, a female deer
i cannot work up the slightest sympathy ( or god forbid empathy) with this doe-doe-doe-doormat.
Speaking of mental illness…
“AVOID DINERS
“I’ve dealt with your mental fucking sickness, your arrogant ‘hate’ for fat people; an opinion which I can’t beg you to keep to yourself and NOT shout it out in a diner.” Doe
You must try to avoid diners. The cooking is usually an artery-blocking, fat-saturated, cholesterol bomb, no doubt where you picked up your enormous girth which, in turn, resulted in his mental fucking sickness.
A pleasure as always.
Cheerio!.”
“The truth will set me free” you were lying the whole time to yourself and to that man,you feel a lot of hate for a man you claimed to love.
Did you hear dat, OB? ONLY Skinny men are allowed to eat in Diners, not fat chicks! Just shrimpy twinky dudes can pour that artery-clogging grub down their throats, but if you are a fat chick you need to go home and starve! Reminds me of the time I was waiting outside the legion for my father so we could go to lunch. Some old fucker saw me standing outside and asked me if I was a working girl. I said, “”No I work in Law and I put people like you in jail”. I told my Dad when he arrived, what that scuzz-bucket dude had said. My dad replied, “What do you expect standing there on the sidewalk like that in the North end of Dartmouth?” It is not the area, it is the scum that inhabits the area. I was doing the same thing as that man was doing, waiting for the legion to open. Should I have assumed he was a male prostitute or “working man”? Just like OB’s boyfriend: He is a scuzzbucket. Life is not fair. Women will always be objectified; for being beautiful, for being fat, for being alone and standing on a sidewalk… Use your words and put these fuckers in their place. Fuck anonymous bitches. You were born with a mouth for a reason; as well as two feet (and two fists) – Use ’em!
Carrying the harpoon was the deal breaker.
Well by the number of dislikes so far, it appears we’ve insulted quite a number of menstrual, fat, doormat-like women! Yay us!
no-Fool blunt to the point again,I appreciate that.
Life can be confusing at times with highs and lows,some are better equipped to handle the bad times.If someone loves you and wants to be in you’re life, they will.
no-fool You can tell you’re truth it’s no guarantee you won’t be lied to in return.
Nothing like being an annoying, arrogant dipschite to send the ladies packing.
I think that was the plan all along…
now he doesn’t need to buy you a xmas present.
Holy shit no_fool, someone actually understood what you said! At least I think that’s what they’re trying to say. Are you two speaking in tongues?
RSVP
: ustwess (10/15, 10:26AM)
I admire your canine fidelity in copying out my post “Avoid Diners” – not a mistake was made – but your observation, “speaking of mental illness…” did not logically follow from your slavish efforts.
A pleasure as always.
Cheerio!