as always, remember, hate is for the children

i like it when i get roasted in a comment after one of my ramblings. i like it more when someone insults my use of the english language and i think the reason is that i look at this as one giant personal email. i have no reason to use capital letters or proper punctuation or anything like that. sometimes i spell check but that's the closest i come to caring about how "intelligent" my writing makes me look. to be completely honest with you, and i'm surprised some haven't figured this out yet, but i wear corduroy and, as you should know, that means i'm affluent bitches. i went to private high school, i could write a comp assignment in 45 minutes back in my hay day. shit fools, i used to get paid for my thesis statements....in the illustrious words of wesley snipes, "it's hard god damn work being this good". you think it's easy trying to sound like a retard without trying? truth is, a retard couldn't be able to do what i do...you know why? because that person is retarded and can't type or write sentences or even fragments. advantage: me.

i know what you're saying...i may have horribly proved a point, but now i'm going to hell. that's not true. i've done my fair share of working with the mentally challenged...and the place was called the association for retarded citizens. it's great when you have that on your resume and in an interview people get to that part and pause because it may not be "politically correct" to use that term. well, it is, or at least they haven't been sued to change it yet, so i going to spread the word. at least, i'm going to spread the word when i'm on topic. the last thing i need right now is to go around calling people retarded and then having a freakishly strong retard kick the retard out of me and then i would become retarded....oh sweet irony.