Gee, you got pregnant after bitching that birth control was too expensive… Babies are free now?
So now you are FINALLY moving the hell out of my house, but now you can’t lift anything because you’re pregnant… I didn’t ask you to run the Blue Nose Marathon, I asked you to move your own laundry basket. You will live. And so will the provinces new financial responsibility you have so graciously bred.
So a message to you: I have been pregnant too. I know it feels like crap 90% of the time. You are pregnant, not completely immobile. Unless your doctor, and i mean DOCTOR not paranoid mother, tells you to go on bed rest. So start picking up after yourself.
It wasn’t the goodness of god that blessed you with a child. This was you and a man of your choice, who have created this child. And if you are playing the “I’m Pregnant! Every one is my bitch!” card It’s not gonna play out too much longer. Someone will tell you to fuck off.
And then if you can’t be bothered to take a moment of responsibility for yourself, like say, putting your dirty dishes in the sink. What the hell makes you think you can convince family and Children’s services? You already have a complaint with them and the kid isn’t even gonna be here till September. What makes you think you can convince them that you are going to be a fit parent for this kid when you are the one acting like a child?
Yeah there are days where you feel like hot garbage and every one deserves a break but suddenly not being able to sweep the floor anymore and not being able to fold laundry and not wanting to take the bus anywhere so everyone has to screw up their schedules so they can shuttle your ass with out even a thank you.
And another thing. The hormones you get while being pregnant like to sit in that “MANNERS” part of your brain. You never were the one to be overly polite on a good day but I would at least get a thank you out of you. Now I am lucky if you respond at all. I am your friend – the only one who wanted to help you in the first place and now you are treating me like I should just blindly worship you because you are too stupid for a condom.
Suck it up. You’re pregnant. Women have been having babies for a very long time in very diverse… and sometimes dangerous and unsanitary conditions. Lifting your own laundry will not case you any harm… considering you’re a fucking smoker. You can poison the kid with no problem but you can’t reach up to get your own coffee cup? Grow up. Your child needs you to be the adult. —Congratulations… i think
This article appears in May 20-26, 2010.
Somebody should have crazy-glued this slug’s cruntflaps shut. So my tax money (and yours) goes to fund some crumb-dumb little cracker and her’will-probably-end-up-a-criminal’ spawn who’ll think the fucking world owes him/her/it. It’s stupid little bitches like this who foul up our social services and the people who really need it. This fucking lazy whore had a choice – she made it – and Nova Scotians now have to pay for it.
You could tell her to abort it. Nursing a child is more rigorous than folding laundry.
I’m pregnant and can’t take the bus due to all the nasty smells making me want to vomit all the time BUT I have a car. I only took the bus to avoid the outlandish prices of parking downtown so now I have to suck it up. But, I still do everything else and the only person I expect to help me out is my Husband. So, I feel for you. Tell her she’s pregnant, not disabled.
I find most knocked-up women just crave the attention more than anything. And if people don’t fawn over the knocked up folks then we’re considered to be bad people.
i’m with hali, smells can be wicked when you’re preggo but yeah suck it up buttercup. i rode the subway and worked til about two weeks before i popped. folks wouldn’t give up their seats so i just stood there trying to see my feet
Seeing as you think “someone will tell her to fuck off ” Why don’t you be the first ?
By the reasons stated in your bitch, she’s overdue!
If I was you I’d use a chair to put her cigarettes up on the highest shelf you got…not out of sight, just out of reach.
Wanna bet how long it takes her to start climbing on chairs to get her smokes ? I say give it 60 seconds after you tell her, “they’re up on that shelf & if you want them…get them yourself !”
She’ll be climbing faster than a monkey on speed.
yeah, she’d be going kung fu panda… no doubt.
she sounds like a piece of work.
you must be glad she’s leaving…
hire a filthy street bum and have them jam a coat hanger up her quiff and scramble baby hueys brain. baby problem solved!
Great Bitch OP, but instead of telling us, tell her!
push her down the stairs whilst saying oopsy 🙂
‘Whilst’…lol 🙂
two baby to be stories in one day, wow mod, a new record, i think. but easy on o.p.,some are more injury risky than others. i know a lady in that position right now, and no zzz, it isn’t mine. but would love to have a baby here. they are so fucking adorable, and you can teach them proper lifestyles, not like some around already. o.p., take it cool, and maybe put yourself back in her shoes, for a bit. did everyone dump on you when you were in that way. i would hope not, but if you were, then i know whewre you get thios tude from. and i don’t believe i saw anywhere that you were married or with a mate, so you should not bitch too hard. things have a very nasty way, of coming back to bite you,in a very inopertune time. think about this a bit.
wow suckulous, you’re very retrospective this evening. it’s inopportune sweetie
DISCLAIMER: i am not the spelling nazi
language is everything
no sweat p.g., key board kind of fucky again. gotta clean out all the dead bitch words from under the keys.
But you could be the spelling Nazi if you wanted to, PG. And I could make sure your uniform was 100% historically accurate heh, heh heh…..OWWW!. SOBova just bounced the Norton Anthology of Modern Poetry off the back of my head. That mother is thick (the book, not the spouse). I thought being an internet skeeve was supposed to be low risk. >; )
well, i failed because i meant to say introspective…retrospective is not correct. rawk
good thing it wasn’t mien kampt, or whatever it was called. i heard it was almost as heavy as the new york phone book. and that sucker is fucking huge.
Yeah its thick and virtualy unreadable. From time to time we get 15 year old skinheads in the store looking for it. Don’t know whether to laugh, cry or vomit.
something tells me it would be tough to do all three.
it would take a special kinda person to laugh while vomiting.
Its the only occasion where I would actually recommend kerouac or burroughs as an alternative. The Darwinian OD is preferable to remove such spackers from the gene pool before they do any serious harm.
yes ivan, but said troglodytes would go….huh. crying and vomiting i have done, and laughing and crying. all 3 would mean a lung back up
Years ago someone up by Dal had a cockatiel escape from their home in late winter. They put up posters and on the one by the old O’Briens some collegiate wag had written “See Ya” in a voice balloon above the bird’s head. I was literally laughing and crying all the way home. Passersby must have thought I was having a stroke, or recovering from one. I really hope they got their bird back.
Not another one who got knocked up.
Just a theory but maybe some of the aggro directed at “Self-entitled Bus-Riding Mommy-to-Be” was backblast from reading this first. Of course, anything I know about psychology, I learned from watching the Sopranos.
that was an awesome bitch. just to say.