gra-tu-i-tous |grəˈt(y)oōitəs|
{ORIGIN mid 17th cent.: from Latin gratuitus ‘given freely,spontaneous’}
adjective:
1. uncalled for; lacking good reason; unwarranted : gratuitous violence.2. given or done free of charge : gratuitous advice.
vi-o-let |ˈvī(ə)lət|{ORIGIN Middle English : from Old French violette} adjective:
1. a bluish-purple color seen at the end of the spectrum opposite red.
noun:
2. a herbaceous plant of temperate regions, typically having purple, blue,or white five-petaled flowers, one of which forms a landing pad for pollinating insects. • Genus Viola, family Violaceae.
3. ME.
Showing posts with label lousy t-shirt. Show all posts
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Wednesday, February 15, 2012

I Survived VD & All I Got Was This Lousy T-Shirt!

I am alive to tell the story:

So what if I was a gnarly beotch yesterday? 
Do you feel worse for wear because if it?
Didn't think so.

If you cannot throw a pity party for yourself what kind of hostess are you?
Answer: A shitty one.

No, I did not make these Hostess (TM) inspired treats, 
but I am totally inspired to!

If you are a sub-par hostess, I don't want to come over to your house for a party anyway. 
I will bring my Asian Noodle Delight to someone else's gig then.
Fact: that shit's delicious!!!!

I don't actually have the noodle dish to offer you tonight. 
After all, I am still in my jammies, at 5:17 pm, the same jammies which are comprised of half of yesterday's work outfit.
I really don't care.

 I opted to NOT work today. 

Took today off instead, to care for myself and chill with Lady Fletcher- wonder kitty. 

Fletch, basking in the Love!

WARNING:

One of yesterday's perks was actual shit. 

Stop!
Don't leave my blob!

Let me explain...

I came in from work, after being Happy Valentine's Day'd to near-death and went into my room to change and relax with a feline infused snuggle. 
BUT WAIT! What is that?!?!?

TURD! 
I shit you not.

The pussy who goes by "Lady" Fletcher dropped dos deuces a foot away from my pillow. 


Suspect turds looked much like these gems here.

Genius observation, Doctor!

Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream.
&
The power of Poop compels me! 

I immediately fell into a fit of hysterics.
I imagined her trying to pass these diamond-like [in hardness not cash value] nuggets and her getting surprised so deeply by the lack of movement, that she jumped all willy-nilly until the crap literally flew out of her starfish.

Not Like Cartman's Kitty here. 
That's a bad kitty!

Because that is exactly how she rolls, yo! 
I have seen the shitty kitty dance before- just not so close to where I lay my head.

"Here Kitty Kitty" by Litterbox.

Two minutes you will never get back.
Reason #376 why you love me.
You are welcome!


I thanked her for the memories and the hearty laugh & went into the kitchen and made a VD sandwich- with cheese.

Hope all of your VD dreams came true- 
& that none of you have The Clap!

XOXOXOXOXoh,
Vi

P.S. I kind of started another little less-cunty blob. 
Feel free read on or not.