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TO THE GODS AND PEOPLE WITH OPINION
I was curious about what the people of the comm, ands pecially the gods, think about it.
So I guess I gotta apologize or whatever.
My fuckin' math teacher made me go to women's sensitivity camp after I asked her to calculate what was under her fuckin' skirt.
Dude, did you know bitches don't like to be called bitches? Fuckin' crazy shit, dude, I can't keep up with the times no more.
So, bitches ladies *clears throat* I am sorry for what I said or did that offended or hurt you in any way. I am immoral and wrong. Women are people too and deserved to be treated with equal respect as men. I am undeserving of your forgiveness but w... what does that say, Bob?
The fuck does that mean?
Anyway.. uh... where was I? Oh.
From this point on I solemnly promis to act like the gentleman I was put on this Earth to be.
*the sound of crumpling up paper*
So, that's about fuckin' it. I'm a straight up muthafuckin' gentleman now, I even opened the door for that prego lady at the quickstop.
I don't know why she slapped me, at first she was cool, but then I asked her how far along she was and the bitch started screaming about not being pregnant or something. My fuckin' jaw still hurts.
...What's that, homo?
Oh... shit... my bad. I mean... the lady started screaming about not being pregnant.
Alright, despite being reuinted with the "real world" and all of it's... truely wonderful people, I've yet to find something to occupy my time.
Needless to say, I'm bored.
Bored doesn't cover it.
I'm ultra omega depths-of-hell eat my soul and spit me out watch daytime soap operahs bored. Yeah. It's that bad.
That, and I have artist's block. It's like it's all stuck in there and doesn't want to come out, and I have to have a book cover by monday. It's a real bitch.
So, what's going on?